Everything English Is The Enemy

[Verse]
Cool Britannia
How's it looking now, since the mob caught on?
Cast aside the shame for pop psych health
Took the Union Jack to Glastonbury
See it waving in the Laurie Lee summer

We told you so
Shouldn't mess around with flags and romance
Your noughties indie pop revival
Drugs and bands for your fathers to approve of
Bonding with them in the Carling summer

We told you so
Songs as mirrors
Look so nice with every other fucker's face in
Cool Britannia
How's it looking now?

[Chorus]
That everything English is the enemy
Everything English is the enemy
Every smirk and every
Piece of every-
Thing English is the enemy

[Verse]
Central heating
Knocking pipes in the February nights
Mr. Punch is in the boiler room working
Jimmy Savile in a picture postcard
Jimmy Savile with the aunt of a school friend

We told you so
On a hill with the command of London
Where there's no one left alive
We are the lovers in the silhouette of ashes
We were in love in the Ray Davies summer

We told you so
Songs as ballast
Did so little when the tide came for you
Vanity Fair
How's it looking now?

[Chorus]
Everything English is the enemy
Everything English is the enemy
Every wink and every
Piece of everything
English is the enemy
Now

[Bridge]

[Verse]
Death to the manners and to deference
To tea and to gin and the sentimental
Portraits of the new old men
Death to all of them
And to everything
English

Death to the war and the monarchy, death
To John Peel and to Carnaby street
Death! Death!
To the seaside
Mr. Punch and the Waterloo sunset

And the English
Ugly in their houses
At their jobs in their angry English suburbs
With their slop-weakened arteries
Dying nastily
Sunburned and ghastly
As the night falls

Death to the teashops
To the ravens and the jam and your childhood
It's disgusting to belong to anywhere
Cool Britannia
How's it looking now?