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i thought i said let's not talk politics, but somehow here we are. apparently that's just part of the cost of getting in your car. but it's late, i'm tired, my last train home left about half an hour ago, so now as well as shelling out twenty sheets i've got to listen to you moan about how you'd fix this country by sending the ragheads home.
not sure why you've decided it's ok to vent your nasty racist spleen at me. i'd love to tell you why you're wrong, you mindless fuck, but i'd like to get home so we are gonna have to just agree to disagree.
so now that we've done football, immigration's next up on your list, and how they're only here for the bennies or recruiting terrorists. my eyes glaze over as you whinge about your migrant pandemic costing honest hardworking bigots like you and how it makes you sick, working yourself up into daily mail headline hysterics, descending into a verse of your best britain first rhetoric.
not sure why you've decided it's ok to vent your nasty racist spleen at me. i'd love to tell you why you're wrong, you mindless fuck, but i'd like to get home so we are gonna have to just agree to disagree.
i get it mate, you're thick and angry, it must be hard to always have to bite your tongue and hide your disgust at the outrage of seeing people here who don't look like us saying foreign things you don't understand to each other sat on your bus.
and you've looked and decided that i pass your test of having skin that looks the same as yours, it's enough i guess for you to feel ok about getting it all off your chest, coming out with stuff so moronic and offensive that i'm almost impressed.
i'm not agreeing mate, i'm being polite, just cos i'm saying nothing doesn't mean that i think you're right, i didn't fancy a race argument to cap off the night but let's not pretend we're on the same page on this just cos i'm english and white.
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