My England lyrics

Song information

Artist: Lady Sovereign
Album: Public Warning

Lyrics

It ain't about the tea and biscuits, I'm one of those english misfits
I don't drink tea I drink spirits, and I talk alot of slang in my lyrics
There goes a horse, horses for courses, nah more like corpses on corners
And staffordshire bull terriers and late night crawlers
Polics carry guns not truncheons, make your on assumptions
London ain't all crumpets and trumpets, it's one big slum pit

Chorus
We ain't all posh like the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean
Now do the tony blair, throw your hands in the air now everytwhere
We ain't all squeaky clean,we ain't all posh like the queen
Now do the tony blair, throw your hands in the air now everytwhere
This is the picture I painted my low down, this my london that I call my home town
It's where I'm living and this is my low down
This is my england I'm letting you know now

No I don't watch the antiques roadshow, I'd rather listen run the road
And smoke someone's fresh homegrown
And not get bloated on a plate of scones
Cricket, bowls, croquet, nah ps2 all the way, in an english council apartment
We don't all wear bowler hats and hire servants
More like 24 hour surveillance and dog shit on pavements

Chorus
We ain't all posh like the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean
Now do the tony blair, throw your hands in the air now everytwhere
We ain't all squeaky clean,we ain't all posh like the queen
Now do the tony blair, throw your hands in the air now everytwhere
This is the picture I painted my low down
This my london that I call my home town
It's where I'm living and this is my low down
This is my england I'm letting you know now

Big up oliver twist, letting us know the nitty gritty of what london really is
It ain't all pretty, deal with the realness, it's all gritty, deal with the realness
Ohh the changing of the queen's guard, that's nothing for me to come out of the house for
Tra la la, I'd rather sit on my ass
And have a glass of chardonnay, nah
We ain't all briget jones clones, who say pardon me
More like wannin' mate, you get me..
Now I can select a few, peppi le puew people like to reject all my views
Well I'm letting you know the news and
Well, this is the straight up truth

Chorus
We ain't all posh like the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean
Now do the tony blair, throw your hands in the air now everytwhere
We ain't all squeaky clean,we ain't all posh like the queen
Now do the tony blair, throw your hands in the air now everytwhere
This is the picture I painted my low down, this my london that I call my home twon
It's where I'm living and this is my low down
This is my england I'm letting you know now