This Is England

Seen it on the TV
Fighting in the streets
Who's to blame for what's going on?
Poverty and broken homes
They're back in fashion
We never thought it could happen here

Let's put on our red hats and pray for revolution
Hope it comes a week on Sunday
But never on a Saturday
'Cause you'll never find me
I'll be busy writing my poetry
I'll be busy writing my poetry

This is England
This is England

Take a look at our home town
No work to be seen about
Unemployment rising every day
All the kids in every street, street, street
Are frustrated and bored
They want to know what's going wrong
They want to know what is going wrong

This is England
This is England

Sweep away your Saturday night in your head
Your English head
Remember when we knew the world in our hands
Our grasping hands
English's not dead, it's just gone asleep for a while
For a while, for a while
It's just gone asleep for a while
For a while, for a while
For a while