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Sheep 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
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 majesty's are coming

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

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

Onward Thatcher's soldiers, your job to fight...
"And, you know, I don't really give a if the cause is wrong or right,
My political neck means more to me the lives of a thousand men,
If I felt it 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 could certainly be said to have paid.
With unemployment at an high and the country falling apart
I, Winston Thatcher, supreme in this great nations' heart."

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

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

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

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

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

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