Drool Britannia

We're flyin' the flag, we're beating our chests
We're singing the songs, in case we forget
There once was a time, when we ruled the waves
The sun never set, in our glory days

But now we're drool Britannia
Sitting in a pool of piss, staring at the wall

We had it so good, but we closed our eyes
The world caught us up, and left us behind
The Guardian Angels deserted their posts
And now haughty tyrants are casting our votes

So don't be fooled Britannia
Sitting in an empty room, talking to the wall

And are we still blest? And what does that mean?
Our children are dressed, our water is clean.
But we're unimpressed
And we keep looking backwards

No longer the dread and envy of all
We need to grow up, we need to stand tall
Forget what we were, 'cos those days are gone
We're different now, we're all moving on

We could be cool Britannia
Looking to the future, opening up the doors
Instead of drool Britannia
Sitting in a pool of piss, staring at the wall