I Like Sikhs
Welcome to the snowflake generation
It's a curse that's stifling the nation
We're all afraid of talking sense
Cos someone is bound to take offence
So now I'm taking one last stand
To promote free speech in this great land
Let's see who dares to take objection
To these irrational rants of affection!
I like Sikhs
I like Sikhs
And I like Goths and Geeks
And I love to hear a strong Brummie accent when an Asian person speaks!
They've even started erasing history
It didn't work for Hitler and it don't do much for me
Statues, Winston Churchill and Blackadder
And attacking Gavin and Stacey made me even madder!
Society must learn from it's past mistakes
Not snuff them out and make our history books all fakes
It's a fire of madness and I ain't gonna stoke it
So stuff this in your overly-sensitive pipe and smoke it!
I've liked Scots for as long as I can remember
And I like postmen who still wear shorts in December
I like unashamedly flamboyant gays
And surly looking youths that smile at me can make me happy for days!
The world is filled with so much hate
But I refuse to take your bait
Don't set yourself up for a fall
If you ain't got anything nice to say then say nothing at all!
The posh aristocracy can be so very charming
And I love to hear Hare Krishnas chanting
I love enormous Afro hair
And if you find that inappropriate stuff it I don't care!
It's a curse that's stifling the nation
We're all afraid of talking sense
Cos someone is bound to take offence
So now I'm taking one last stand
To promote free speech in this great land
Let's see who dares to take objection
To these irrational rants of affection!
I like Sikhs
I like Sikhs
And I like Goths and Geeks
And I love to hear a strong Brummie accent when an Asian person speaks!
They've even started erasing history
It didn't work for Hitler and it don't do much for me
Statues, Winston Churchill and Blackadder
And attacking Gavin and Stacey made me even madder!
Society must learn from it's past mistakes
Not snuff them out and make our history books all fakes
It's a fire of madness and I ain't gonna stoke it
So stuff this in your overly-sensitive pipe and smoke it!
I've liked Scots for as long as I can remember
And I like postmen who still wear shorts in December
I like unashamedly flamboyant gays
And surly looking youths that smile at me can make me happy for days!
The world is filled with so much hate
But I refuse to take your bait
Don't set yourself up for a fall
If you ain't got anything nice to say then say nothing at all!
The posh aristocracy can be so very charming
And I love to hear Hare Krishnas chanting
I love enormous Afro hair
And if you find that inappropriate stuff it I don't care!
Credits
Writer(s): Philip Goodman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2025 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.