Lyrics
A scowl across my face
We travel before the successful
We the African princes come toilet cleaners
We the tired Polish whores
We the Indian lawyers come security guards
We the disgruntled English
Forced out of jobs once secure
A big fuck you to a failed schooling
Two decades before
All together knackered
All together now
We'll walk these roads forever
Fucking hell
One day we will be successful...
In father's eyes a failure, a drunken fool
One day I'll photograph the tired early in the morn
One day a bacon sandwich won't seem a luxury
Starbucks an irresponsible indulgence to me
And I will return one day to white sheets and clean carpets
I'll return successful to my palace
Give a shit and flick crumbs on the floor
One day we will be successful...
One day we'll succeed...
And I will return one day to white sheets and clean carpets
I'll return successful to my palace
Give a shit and flick crumbs on the floor
One day we will be successful...
One day we'll succeed...
I am angry and hateful
Of the Romanian Christian
Coming over here
Taking Englishmen's jobs
And then he shares his Pita lunch with me
And I feel even worse