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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Who the fuck cares, we're all fun?
Mums and dads happy as their kids with guns
The media loved it, when all's and done...
"Britain's off the leash" said the Sun
As the Argies and Brits got crippled or
The bulldog turned around and in our eyes.
Brit wit, hypocrite, don't you yet
not playing with toys, you're playing with lives...
You piss up in your self-righteous rage
Wilfs, goms and in the nuclear age
Four minute warning, a shock,
Well balls to you cock
You're old and you're ill and soon going to die
You've got to lose if you fill up the skies
take us all with you, yeah, it's tough at the top
You bucket, shit filled, puss ridden, death pimp snot..YAH FUCK