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Sheep in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty's are coming
farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her forces are coming
Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the
sheep in the homelands, her majesty's forces are coming

Fuck off to the for your sea-faring fun
Big man's jerk off dreamland, down the barrel of a gun
in the riggin' another imperialist farce
Another of British history to wipe the national arse
The royals donated Andrew as a show of their support
Was it just luck the ship that wasn't struck was the one on which he fought?
Three cheers for good old Andy, take a pic for his mum
And stick it up the royal, stick it up the royal, it up the royal album

Sheep in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty's forces are

Onward Thatcher's soldiers, your job to fight...
"And, you know, I don't give a toss if the cause is wrong or right,
My neck means more to me than the lives of a thousand men,
If I it might be of use to me I'd do it all over again.
The Falklands was really a coverup job to the mistakes I've made,
And you know I think gamble I took could certainly be said to paid.
With unemployment at an all-time high and the falling apart
I, Winston Thatcher, reign in this great nations' heart."

Sheep in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her forces are coming

While the men who fought her are still expected to suffer
Thatcher proves in parliament that she's a fucking nutter
The iron lady's proved her metal, has struck with her of steel
Has that a heart that is made out of lead is a heart that doesn't feel

Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty's forces are

Now Thatcher says... "Oh raunchy Ron, we've our war
Now it's your to prove yourself in El Salvador
I've employed Micheal to deal with P.R.
an absolute prick, but a media star
He'll advocate the wisdom of our cruise missile
Then at last I'll have a penis just every other man
They can call it penis envy, but they'll pay the for it...
But the peasants are hungry Mags, "Let eat shit"

Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the
Fucking in the homelands, her majesty's forces are coming

Who the fuck cares, all having fun?
Mums and dads happy as their play with guns
The loved it, when all's said and done...
"Britain's bulldog's off the leash" the Sun
As the Argies and Brits got crippled or
The bulldog turned and crapped in our eyes.
Brit wit, hypocrite, don't you yet
You're not playing with toys, you're playing lives...
You piss up in your self-righteous rage
Wilfs, goms and gimps in the age
minute warning, what a shock,
Well balls to you cock
You're old and ill and you're soon going to die
got nothing to lose if you fill up the skies
You'd take us all you, yeah, it's tough at the top
You slop bucket, shit filled, ridden, death pimp snot..YAH FUCK