I'm sick to death of flag wavers
You can't see a Doctor, NHS on its knees,
A hostile environment, refugees denied
The Daily Mail, the Sun that some share,
You can't trust a bleeding word they say
I want a new way of humanity,
Beyond the walls of bullshit
Where flowers of principle bloom,.
I refuse to sing a bloody anthem
It causes to much grievance and pain,
An emblem .of division
Jingoist patriotic drivel,
The colours of red, white and blue
Represent the chains of tyranny,
The Butcher's Apron it's been called
A stain throughout our history,
Spread torture, slavery and hunger
Planted seeds of mass destruction,
Created enemies instead of friends
Let's stick their flag where it hurts.
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