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

Fuck off to the Falklands for sea-faring fun
Big jerk off dreamland, looking down 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 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, stick it up the royal, stick it up the album

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

Onward Thatcher's soldiers, your job to fight...
"And, you know, I don't really give a toss if the cause is or right,
My political neck means more to me than the lives of a men,
If I felt it be of use to me I'd do it all over again.
The Falklands was 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 falling apart
I, Winston Thatcher, reign supreme in this great heart."

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

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

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

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

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

Who the fuck cares, we're all having
and dads happy as their kids play with guns
The media loved it, when said and done...
"Britain's bulldog's off the leash" the Sun
As the and Brits got crippled or died
The bulldog turned around and in our eyes.
wit, hypocrite, don't you yet realise
You're not playing with toys, you're with lives...
You straight up in your self-righteous rage
Wilfs, goms and in the nuclear age
Four warning, what a shock,
balls to you rocket cock
You're old and you're ill and you're soon to die
You've got 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, puss ridden, pimp snot..YAH FUCK