Beautiful South Hidden Jukebox
Hey church I was thinking The Third World seems to be sinking Can't you all get over there And we'll have them all over here And you can learn to catch your own food And you can learn to build your own hut And we'll make up the usual excuse To keep them in the pubs till they're shut Hey skin, I just thought The doctrine Hitler has taught Is still kicking off in the States Can't you go and join with your mates Join up with the clueless clan Dress up in a bag and a skirt End up looking like a jed Meanwhile we'll have gone mad And the hidden jukebox plays us a song For each and everyone For black, white, straight and the gay Celebrate you being away Hey Turk I was thinking OK so l may have been drinking You can come drink over here And we'll f..ck them off over there Whisky for the Greek and the Turk Gin for the Arab and the Jew A double arsenic for Mister Le Pen Cause it's him who soils Europe and not you And the hidden jukebox plays us a song Everyone should sing along With a message that'll ring and ring These are the words that we sing
