"First Name Terms" lyrics
(feat. Pixey)
Lie back and think of England
But when does England ever think of you?
Another day, another queue at A&E
They look away, they look away at you and me
Another way for them to shake the fucking tree
They look away, they look away from you and me
A line down the middle that serves the top
Using your mind as a little gift shop and they sell you ideas that you never once thought
Ave Maria, will they ever get caught?
Cost of living going off the rails
A buffoon goes missing in his hat and tails
Have we forgotten what we're supposed to be?
We'll see
Lie back and think of England
But when does England ever think of you?
Lie back and think of England
But when does England ever think of you?
Another loss, another cut, another fail
Light a fire and send them all to fucking jail
Another lie for them to tell, I guarantee
They look away, they look away from you and me
A line down the middle that serves the top
Using your mind as a little gift shop, and they sell you ideas that you never once thought
Ave Maria, will they ever get caught?
Cost of living going off the rails
A buffoon goes missing in his hat and tails
Have we forgotten what we're supposed to be?
We'll see
Lie back and think of England
But when does England ever think of you?
Lie back and think of England
But when does England ever think of you?
Lie back and think of England
But when does England ever think of you?
Lie back and think of England
But when does England ever think of you?
But when does England ever think of you?
Another day, another queue at A&E
They look away, they look away at you and me
Another way for them to shake the fucking tree
They look away, they look away from you and me
A line down the middle that serves the top
Using your mind as a little gift shop and they sell you ideas that you never once thought
Ave Maria, will they ever get caught?
Cost of living going off the rails
A buffoon goes missing in his hat and tails
Have we forgotten what we're supposed to be?
We'll see
Lie back and think of England
But when does England ever think of you?
Lie back and think of England
But when does England ever think of you?
Another loss, another cut, another fail
Light a fire and send them all to fucking jail
Another lie for them to tell, I guarantee
They look away, they look away from you and me
A line down the middle that serves the top
Using your mind as a little gift shop, and they sell you ideas that you never once thought
Ave Maria, will they ever get caught?
Cost of living going off the rails
A buffoon goes missing in his hat and tails
Have we forgotten what we're supposed to be?
We'll see
Lie back and think of England
But when does England ever think of you?
Lie back and think of England
But when does England ever think of you?
Lie back and think of England
But when does England ever think of you?
Lie back and think of England
But when does England ever think of you?
