The Sons and Daughters (of Robin Hood)

We all watched you on our TV

Right honorable gentleman, apparently

Different voices with only one aim

To win my vote, and to win the game

Now some have died to pave the way

So we can vote come polling day

X marks the spot that gives us our voice

But how do we vote when there isn't a choice

If you thought that we would do nothing, you've misunderstood

For we are the sons and daughters of Robin Hood

See I remember exclusion zones

At Solstice time around the stones

And the poll tax riots of Trafalgar Square

The rich, they got richer, the poor were stripped bare

Building new roads with no thought for the land

And the blood of the bean field is still on your hands

Now drilling of Shetland will do you just fine

And you wanted to sell off our forests, like you closed down mines

If you thought that we would do nothing, you've misunderstood

For we are the sons and daughters of Robin Hood

There's nothing to see, there's nothing to see, there's nothing to see here

There's nothing to see, won't you just look away, there's nothing to see here

England's green and pleasant land

Is not there to put cash in your hands

I see your symbol is the English oak tree

Is that your idea of irony?

Now millions of eyes have turned upon you

And each one is watching what you will do

And all are ready to spoil your game

For the blood of an outlaw, it flows in our veins

If you thought that we would do nothing, you've misunderstood

For we are the sons and daughters of Robin Hood