Go get your boots on you land lovers
Grab coats and please turn out the lights as you go
reeking of debt you land lovers
stinking up our streets with the cash that you owe.
How can you expect
our deep pockets to fetch
all your woes till you’re ready
to pay back what you borrowed!
Instead of taxing your brain land lovers
Instead of developing again land lovers
Instead of staying in this wet hole
Instead of doing nothing but claiming your dole!
Break free land lovers
and head for the sea
grab your boots and your coats
for a trip, just to see.
Get out of this land that no longer inflames you
break free of our mock English hullabaloo!
It’s time, don’t you see
this time on your wrist
Enjoy what you’ve got before our claws get at it.
And if you stand fast
because of our past
for reasons that frankly escape even me.
Don’t come back in 20
– bemoaning the state
and don’t plod on duly just because.
Oh land lovers,
you can still love this land
but for happiness
love from afar
not from where you already stand!