Lowkey - Dear England (Feat. Mai Khalil) | Текст песни

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• Lowkey
• Dear England (Feat. Mai Khalil)

[Chorus]
Whoa, give me the words, give me the words
That tell me I failed
Dear England,
Whoa, give me the words, give me the words
That tell me I failed

They say God save the queen,
Britannia rules the waves,
Britannia's in my genes,
But Britannia called us slaves,
Britannia made the borders,
Cause Britannia's forces came
Britannia lit the match,
But Britannia fears the flame
When blood stains the pavement
Tears stain the cheek
When privilege is threatened, the fear reigns supreme
Where bankers are earning, from burning and looting
The nervous are shooting, search for solutions
I shed a tear for the father in Birmingham,
Quick swerve of the car and and it murdered them,
In Tottenham the apartments were burning and,
Nobody came just arson is circling
All wanna be down,
Til TV's get robbed like jewels on the queen's crown
They see now no cause for a rebound
See now they call me a fool cause I speak out
People are humans not mindless animals
This violent tyrannical system is fallable
Hand in the looter the minute you see him
But the biggest looter's are the british museum
This happened here and you think its an accident
Just relax as we slip into fascism
And the fear gets drilled into your hearts
But remember these children are all ours

[Chorus]
Whoa, give me the words, give me the words
That tell me I failed
Dear England,
Whoa, give me the words, give me the words
That tell me I failed

If a policeman can kill a black man where he found him
A soldier can kill an Afghan in the mountains
A petty thief can get ransack from his housing
While the bankers are lounging
That’s my surrounding
Took land, no one in your family has heard of
Before you sleep, whisper the mantra you learnt cause
Never will there be a day that cameras are turned off
Who runs this country, Cameron or Murdoch?
Who's the government, a government that can’t govern
Can't you figure its way bigger than Mark Duggan,
Bigger than smiley, bigger than Jean Charles
Hundreds are dead but not one killer is on trial
Just the familiar sound of hysteria
Bombs over Libya but not this area
Downing street I can find villains
Cut education, privatize prisons
Surprised by theft when it’s organized,
But mass of morality is normalized
Assumptions surrounding the looting of London
But this is a system consumed by consumption
It happened here and you think it’s an accident
Just relax as we slip into fascism
And the fear gets drilled into your hearts
But remember these children are all ours

[Chorus]
Whoa, give me the words, give me the words
That tell me I failed
Dear England,
Whoa, give me the words, give me the words
That tell me I failed

Whoa, give me the words, give me the words
That tell me I failed
Dear England,
Whoa, give me the words, give me the words
That tell me I failed.