USA
Slowly rock up to the club
Alongside the flashy cars
Open the door, the strong smell of cheap lager
Wafts for miles far
Still
We stride up, all proud, like we own the joint
Show that we're the Doms
As we all unzip our flies and compare the size
Of each other's bombs
Yeah
Yeah!
Britannia, don't we rule?
Hanging out with Sam, aren't we so cool?
Yeah!
Britannia, rule the waves
No more regimes for you to save
We just wanna party, USA
We're dreaming big, destroying bigger
Feeling awesome, feeling great
See the fireworks, somewhere in desire lurks
Such unflattering, sycophantic aspiration
Battering rams made of balsawood
Could our power be any falser?
Could arrogance wear a thinner hood?
Fast lives, show girls, the place is buzzin'
And all we had to do is drop a bollock or a dozen
If we stay on your side, we get an easy ride into heaven
And then it's just a case of bring along your biggest weapon
All with such unflattering
Sycophantic aspiration
Vote in a clown
Expect a circus nation
So proud, yet useless
Cowardly yet ruthless
More than we can chew?
We're fuckin' toothless!
Britannia, don't we rule?
Hanging out with Sam, aren't we so cool?
Yeah!
Britannia, rule the waves
No more regimes for you to save
We just wanna party, USA
We're dreaming big, destroying bigger
Feeling awesome, feeling great
See the fireworks, somewhere in desire lurks
Such unflattering, sycophantic aspiration
Battering rams made of balsawood
Could our power be any falser?
Could arrogance wear a thinner hood?
(Party, USA)
La la-la, la la la
La la-la, la
Scatter our enemies
La la-la, la la la
La la-la, la
God save us all
Britannia, sorrow fills
My heart to see you fall so ill
We'll never see the writing on the wall
God save us all!
We just wanna party, USA
We're dreaming big, destroying bigger
Feeling awesome, feeling great
We just wanna party, USA
We're dreaming big, destroying bigger
Feeling awesome, feeling great
See the fireworks, somewhere in desire lurks
Such unflattering, sycophantic aspiration
Battering rams made of balsawood
Could our power be any falser?
Could arrogance wear a thinner hood
Alongside the flashy cars
Open the door, the strong smell of cheap lager
Wafts for miles far
Still
We stride up, all proud, like we own the joint
Show that we're the Doms
As we all unzip our flies and compare the size
Of each other's bombs
Yeah
Yeah!
Britannia, don't we rule?
Hanging out with Sam, aren't we so cool?
Yeah!
Britannia, rule the waves
No more regimes for you to save
We just wanna party, USA
We're dreaming big, destroying bigger
Feeling awesome, feeling great
See the fireworks, somewhere in desire lurks
Such unflattering, sycophantic aspiration
Battering rams made of balsawood
Could our power be any falser?
Could arrogance wear a thinner hood?
Fast lives, show girls, the place is buzzin'
And all we had to do is drop a bollock or a dozen
If we stay on your side, we get an easy ride into heaven
And then it's just a case of bring along your biggest weapon
All with such unflattering
Sycophantic aspiration
Vote in a clown
Expect a circus nation
So proud, yet useless
Cowardly yet ruthless
More than we can chew?
We're fuckin' toothless!
Britannia, don't we rule?
Hanging out with Sam, aren't we so cool?
Yeah!
Britannia, rule the waves
No more regimes for you to save
We just wanna party, USA
We're dreaming big, destroying bigger
Feeling awesome, feeling great
See the fireworks, somewhere in desire lurks
Such unflattering, sycophantic aspiration
Battering rams made of balsawood
Could our power be any falser?
Could arrogance wear a thinner hood?
(Party, USA)
La la-la, la la la
La la-la, la
Scatter our enemies
La la-la, la la la
La la-la, la
God save us all
Britannia, sorrow fills
My heart to see you fall so ill
We'll never see the writing on the wall
God save us all!
We just wanna party, USA
We're dreaming big, destroying bigger
Feeling awesome, feeling great
We just wanna party, USA
We're dreaming big, destroying bigger
Feeling awesome, feeling great
See the fireworks, somewhere in desire lurks
Such unflattering, sycophantic aspiration
Battering rams made of balsawood
Could our power be any falser?
Could arrogance wear a thinner hood
Credits
Writer(s): George Stackhouse
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