This Is England-It Bites

This Is England - It Bites Watch strap tight, he reels from indifference Out of sight, emotional severance he pays to you It’s a walk in the park, it’s a steal So we all fall down at your heels Watch strap tight, he’s dreaming of reverence Splintered light to feel insignificance I’ve got plenty of time for you I’m so ready to fly with nowhere to fly to Pick yourself up just today Can we get it together not throw it away At the end of the day, you’re going home You find you’re empty but it’s way too late An open letter was a quiet refrain And when you hit the gas hard but the stop sign numbs Can you hold yourself back when the red mist comes? Yeah, when the red mist comes Is it worth the mention this is not her fault? But you never worked it, so plain to see As the kids run screaming when the hand comes down Is it your ideal democracy? As the red mist comes (As a point returns, we’ll find you now) As the red mist comes (Always be one step behind you now) As the red mist comes When there’s nothing left, what will remain? Can you learn to find yourself again? Through the wire comes the call There’s a family snapshot now discarded You’re going to join the ranks of the disenchanted Good for you, it’s coming true Through the wire, through it all There’s a time to leave the past behind you Come and join the throng of the disenfranchised Good for you, so coming true This is England, and you love me I am England, yeah you love me So much to learn, and so little time There will always seem a thousand ways to be (Through the wire, when you fall) There’s a picture that you’ve gone and broken Try to tell them that in polite and pleasant company It’s not for free This is England, and you love me I am England, yeah you love me For the attention for Mr Fibes We have always had utmost faith in your abilities as an employee It has however come to our attention in recent months That you have been caught interfering, interfering in the worst possible way You have clearly gone fishing, gone fishing There once was a vicar who walked in this garden No flowers would bend for him He praised all the people who carried his crosses And never confessed to his sin There once was a mother who died in a hospital ward In all dignity She never expected from those who surrounded her Giving all that she could give Mother, look what you’ve done now You’ve unravelled the masses And shattered the sacred cow Of all of the laws we should follow remorse Some should be broken And others we choose to ignore La la la, la la la Mother, could I be wrong now It’s a million to one But I’ve always been sure somehow These righteous remarks throwing stones in the dark After all of these years, I’m still thinking of you La la la, la la la At the end of the day, at the end of the day I’m going home I’m going home