The British Disease

歌曲歌词

With the world on its knees

And the British diseased

I'll stumble forward

I will offer my hand

My intensions are grand

Bring your firearms on board

We will give you more

No promise broken

Will be forgotten

I guarantee

Now the cynical few

Rise above me and you

From street to seashore

Do we get what we're due

Can I take my cue

From those still adored?

We will give more

No promise broken

Will be forgotten

No blind devotion

No lies forgiven

I guarantee

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