The 51st State (Of The U.S.A.)


You’re either with us or against us, smoke and mirrors citizens deceived.
Above ten thousand laws, printing money galore, keepin’ you “safe” from A ragtag “army”.
“Great” Britain sold its gold, sold its soul, bible-bashers begin/starting wars overseas.
The grinning lapdog lies. Orphaned children cry. Endless war giftin’ “democracy”.

“In God We Trust” – will He save the Queen?
John Bull make way for America’s dream.
You’re all pacified with weapons of mass distraction:
Celebrity-sport-action.

The 51st State – the U.K.’s
the 51st State – of the U.S.A.
The 51st State – a puppet-poodle State!

The future’s heroes, who’ve not been killed, are jailed or on the run.
Dumbed-down generations, can’t add-up the damage that the Government’s done.
Puppet politicians, their hanged man’s faces, know well their time will come.
Their time will come …… Traitorous scum!

“In God We Trust” – will He save the Queen?
John Bull make way for America’s dream.
You’re all glassy-eyed from non-stop internet porn action,
constant wet-dream satisfaction.

CHORUS

SOLO: God save the Queen into Star-Spangled Banner ..

CHORUS
doin’ everything they say!

What a fucking state!

Where are all the brave Lionhearts, roaring to defend their Land?
You’re all now generation “ME ME ME”. Holdin’ out grubby beggin’ hands.
More servile than stray starving sheep, more silent than the lambs.
Meekly, you bleat.
[Baa Baa rainbow/happy Sheep, have you no more pride? …]
You didn’t deserve to be free!

Not like me!

In gold I trust – not a paper Queen. Rule
Silver Britannias to break their ponzi scheme.
But you’re sofa-zombies, clinically brain-dead,
from their circuses and bread.

CHORUS
a fuckin’ nanny State!

God save the Queen – ‘cos no fucker else will!
Gotten got a cotten pickin’ – Jesus! What does that mean?
Fuck the Union flag! Led by a bunch of fags.
Burn the Stars and Stripes! My bad, dude, chill! Psych!!
Anarchy in the UK! “Oh, no! Not today.” You don’t fuckin’ say!
Raise the Stars and Bars and rally for the cause!
Throw off your chains of debt, don’t fight the banker’s wars!
Who will be our next Nelson and nail our colours to the mast?
Who our fine Dick Turpin, to plunder back our glorious past?
Who will be our next Cromwell? We need a civil war!
Who our Boudica to secure our island shores?
The 51st State.
The 51st Orwellian State.

©20.8.2013 Andrew Robert Chapman

Who will be our Virgin Queen, to
Who our Robin Hood, to


Who our Boudica to drive back the invading hordes?
Who our Boudica to oppose the invading hordes?
Who our Boudica to free us from the Empire’s whores?
Who our Robin Hood to recoup all our cash?
Who our Robin Hood to steal us back our glorious past?
Who our Robin Hood to plunder back our glorious past?
Who our Boudica to free us from these whores?

Stars and bars (confederate flag)
Hope & Change > Rope & Chains
Land of Hope and Glory
Freedumb Fries
Presstitutes
Alphabet Agencies.
Land of the fleeced and home of the slave.

You’re either with us or against us, smoke and mirrors denizens/dense-ians deceive(d).
The grinning lapdog lies. Orphaned children cry. Warfare paid for by the Land of the Free.
Above ten thousand laws, printing money galore, to keep you safe from our arch enemies.
The grinning lapdog lies. Orphaned children cry. Bought and paid for by the Land of the Free.
The grinning lapdog lies. Orphaned children cry. Bloody/Endless wars gift/for “democracy”.


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