Now we´ve entered

New Britannia

Lord don´t tell me

Love won´t work

I´ve seen my face

Of course I know my place



Yes, I started life retarded

Voices told me "take your chances"

So I run through all the things

I´ve said and done

Is it too late to find someone?

I lie in wait to be undone

By anyone



In bars from perth to Hampstead we crowd

And canonise the stupid

Still proud, the pavements full,

the praise is loud

At last a victim well endowed

With every quality allowed

The truth will out



Some thrive, we try to keep ourselves alive

Strike first, the rich must be deprived

Or Highgate armies will arrive

I´ve seen the right



Love won´t work

We´ve lost the urge

Love won´t work

Now I come first

Love won´t work

We´ve lost the urge

Love won´t work

Now I come first