I am English and I stand proud, <br />Proud of my shame - it's all part of the game, <br />Malcontent, I stand with a smile, <br />Why fight our way out? We've been here for such a while. <br /> <br />Joseph my lovely, if the blood must be shed, <br />Don't let it be us - we don't want no fuss, <br />You know we'll surrender before we fight back, <br />Thatcher we loathe, Thatcher we lack. <br /> <br />Fish-woman at arms, storm the bastille, <br />Brick by brick, let democracy stick, <br />There are heads on pikes out front on the lawn, <br />But we have ways and means to shelter the storm. <br /> <br />We live our lives morbid, and pissed off, <br />Proud of the shame - all part of the game, <br />There is no time for revolution here, <br />We'd rather take it on the chin, rather drink our beer.<br /><br />Neil Solan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/madame-guillotine/
