My England Lyrics - Public Warning - Lady Sovereign

It ain't about tea and biscuits 

I'm one of those English misfits 

I don't drink tea I drink spirits 

And I talk a lot of slang in my lyrics 

There goes a horse, courses for horses 

Nah more like corpses on corners 

And Staffordshire Bull Terriers 

And late night crawlers 

Police carry guns not truncheons 

Make your own assumptions 

London ain't all crumpets and trumpets 

It's one big slum pit 

We ain't all posh like the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean 

Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere 

We ain't all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the queen 

Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere 

This is the picture I painted my low down 

This my London that I call my hometown 

It's where I'm living and this is my low down 

This is my England, I'm letting you know now 

I don't watch the Antiques Roadshow 

I'd rather listen to Run the Road 

And smoke someone's fresh homegrown 

And not get bloated on a plate of scones 

Cricket, bowls, croquet, nah PS2 all the way 

In an English council apartment 

No, we don't all wear bowler hats and hire servants 

More like 24 hour surveillance and **** on the pavements 

We ain't all posh like the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean 

Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere 

We ain't all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the queen 

Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere 

This is the picture I painted my low down 

This my London that I call my hometown 

It's where I'm living and this is my low down 

This is my England, I'm letting you know now 

Big up Oliver Twist 

Showing us know the nitty gritty of what London really is 

It ain't all pretty, deal with the realness 

It's all gritty, deal with the realness 

Ooh the changing of the Queen's guard 

That's nothing for me to come out of the house for 

Tra la la 

I'd rather sit on my **** 

Another glass of Chardonnay, nah 

We ain't all Bridget Jones clones 

Who say pardon me 

More like what's gwanin' mate, you get me 

Now I can select a few 

[Incomprehensible] like to reject all my views 

Well, I'm letting you know the news and 

Well, this is the straight up truth 

We ain't all posh like the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean 

Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere 

We ain't all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the queen 

Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere 

We ain't all posh like the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean 

Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere 

We ain't all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the queen 

Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere 

This is the picture I painted my low down 

This my London that I call my hometown 

It's where I'm living and this is my low down 

This is my England, I'm letting you know now 

This is the picture I painted my low down 

This my London that I call my hometown 

It's where I'm living and this is my low down 

This is my England, I'm letting you know now