verse:
Welcome to Britain, home of the chavs
Home of the Nike-clad kids smoking fags
Home of the binge drinking weekends
and going to the pub getting drunk with your friends
They call it britain now, 'cause it ain't so great
Where the people non-stop pile shit on your plate
Where walking through your town You can't even crack a smile
'cause nobody wants you happy, even once in a while
Welcome to Britain where the sun never shines
Home of the Queen and the Greenwich Mean Time
only in Britain can you order a pizza
and it gets to you quicker than the ambulance meets ya
Slogging through our days with the chavs and the slags
and these chavs and slags carry Primark bags
'cause that's the state of things over here it's shit
Primark to them prats is bloody upmarket
chorus (X2):
We don't care what you say
Rule Britannia, Britannia rules the waves
Welcome to United K
Keeping it real, MDMA
Welcome to Britain where it's 20 for an eighth
and we all drink beer even though we hate the taste
it's fish and fucking chips at every given opportunity
a 2am kebab shop stop in unity
The press say that London's the glitz and the glamour
But it's full of rats, tramps and high flying bankers
from Cardiff to Glasgow, Manchester to Blackpool
it's all the same shit, just different accents fool
Welcome to Britain, Brixton to Bristol
Home of Black Sabbath, home of the Sex Pistols
the rich get richer, the poor get wasted
You know where i'm at blud, tell me where this place is?
Fuck the euro, we don't wanna know
We know it sucks here, but it's our home
Stepping on the streets we ain't ever gonna drop
Repping MDMA and it's never gonna stop
chorus (X 4):
We don't care what you say
Rule Britannia, Britannia rules the waves
Welcome to United K
Keeping it real, MDMA