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City of the hopeless

Estates of waste

Broken promises leave us damned

Television and radio

Read the news

Can't trust a thing we hear



I can't believe in England

It's yours, all fucking yours

I can't belive in England

'Cause I don't believe in you



Rob the poor

To feed the idle

Nothing comes for free

Sell us out

Let us down

There is no better tomorrow



I can't believe in England

It's yours, all fucking yours

I can't belive in England

'Cause I don't believe in you



With tears in my eyes

I watch my homeland crumble

Let us run away now

There's nothing left to fight for



I can't believe in England

It's yours, all fucking yours

I can't belive in England

'Cause I don't believe in you



I can't believe in home now

'Cause I don't believe in you