(heaton/rotheray)

Hey church i was thinking

The third world seems to be sinking

Can't you all get over there

And we'll have them all over here



And you can learn to catch your own food

And you can learn to build your own hut

And we'll make up the usual excuse

To keep them in the pubs till they're shut



Hey skin, i just thought

The doctrine hitler has taught

Is still kicking off in the states

Can't you go and join with your mates



Join up with the clueless clan

Dress up in a bag and a skirt

End up looking like a jerk

Meanwhile we'll have gone mad



And the hidden jukebox plays us a song

For each and everyone

For black, white, straight and the gay

Celebrate you being away



Hey turk i was thinking

Ok so l may have been drinking

You can come drink over here

And we'll fuck them off over there



Whisky for the greek and the turk

Gin for the arab and the jew

A double arsenic for mister le pen

Cause it's him who soils europe and not you



And the hidden jukebox plays us a song

Everyone should sing along

With a message that'll ring and ring

These are the words that we sing