Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty`s forces are coming
Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty`s forces are coming
Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty`s forces are coming
Fuck off to the Falklands for your sea-faring fun
Big man`s jerk off dreamland, looking down the barrel of a gun
Friggin` in the riggin` another imperialist farce
Another page of British history to wipe the national arse
The royals donated Prince Andrew as a show of their support
Was it just luck the only ship that wasn`t struck was the one on which he fought?
Three cheers for good old Andy, let`s take a pic for his mum
And stick it up the royal, stick it up the royal, stick it up the royal album
Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty`s forces are coming
Onward Thatcher`s soldiers, it`s your job to fight...
"And, you know, I don`t really give a toss if the cause is wrong or right,
My political neck means more to me than the lives of a thousand men,
If I felt it might be of use to me I`d do it all over again.
The Falklands was really a coverup job to obscured the mistakes I`ve made,
And you know I think gamble I took could certainly be said to have paid.
With unemployment at an all-time high and the country falling apart
I, Winston Thatcher, reign supreme in this great nations` heart."
Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty`s forces are coming
While the men who fought her battles are still expected to suffer
Thatcher proves in parliament that she`s just a fucking nutter
The iron lady`s proved her metal, has struck with her fist of steel
Has proved that a heart that is made out of lead is a heart that doesn`t feel
Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty`s forces are coming
Now Thatcher says... "Oh raunchy Ron, we`ve fought our war
Now it`s your turn to prove yourself in El Salvador
I`ve employed Micheal Heseltine to deal with P.R.
He`s an absolute prick, but a media star
He`ll advocate the wisdom of our cruise missile plan
Then at last I`ll have a penis just like every other man
They can call it penis envy, but they`ll pay the price for it...
But the peasants are hungry Mags, "Let them eat shit"
Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty`s forces are coming
Who the fuck cares, we`re all having fun?
Mums and dads happy as their kids play with guns
The media loved it, when all`s said and done...
"Britain`s bulldog`s off the leash" said the Sun
As the Argies and Brits got crippled or died
The bulldog turned around and crapped in our eyes.
Brit wit, hypocrite, don`t you yet realise
You`re not playing with toys, you`re playing with lives...
You piss straight up in your self-righteous rage
Wilfs, goms and gimps in the nuclear age
Four minute warning, what a shock,
Well balls to you rocket cock
You`re old and you`re ill and you`re soon going to die
You`ve got nothing to lose if you fill up the skies
You`d take us all with you, yeah, it`s tough at the top
You slop bucket, shit filled, puss ridden, death pimp snot..YAH FUCK
