I'm getting a Headache
It's working its way
To making me wonder if I'm O.K
What ever happened to enjoying the light
Winter is grey then turns to night
Its often dark by half past three
Afternoon no way Its evening to Me
Nights are long, don't get me wrong
I aint complaining within this song
Its a matter of fact
My England's been shot
Its gone ripped to pieces
and started to Rot
Born in the fifties and Learned real fast
How to make money and make it last
Now all I have is nothing I say
after working fifty five years away
I have no idea how the young will cope
Ending there life at the end of a rope
What chance do they have against an Islam attack
Left with nothing but a knife in the back
Its a matter of fact
My England been shot
Its gone ripped to pieces
and started to Rot
I'm not afraid for me or the old
Its the children left out in the cold
They wont know of good times present or past
They will have faith and hope but hope wont last
New laws will govern and drive you insane
Christians will perish on the end of a chain
No more Menu's for the west
Your food consumption will be rice I guess
An English Breakfast no longer served
Gods good book no longer with words
Its a matter of fact
My England is lost
Its been shot to pieces
and started to Rot
So endure the shortest of Winter days
But never to see those sunny rays
That once were just like
a breath of fresh air
Before the invasion of Muslim I swear
Its a matter of fact
My England has gone
No more the land of Wine and song
No more remembered by victory
The union flag and History
Its gone to pieces
and started to Rot
My England My Home
My land has been shot
Fight for your right
as only you can
Stand for the good of the Modern Man
No need to have faith or worship no more
Just take your sword and even the score
Fight the good fight
and maybe one day
You will see the return of Christmas Day.
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallay loo yah
Hallay Hallay Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah
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