[Verse 1]
Fuck the king and fuck the queen, with an AK-47
Line them up against the walls, then let them talk to heaven
Give them same dice they gave us and let them roll a seven
Welcome to Heatongrad
When your friendly local tax dodger is lynched for all to see
And the newspaper editors swing from neighbouring tree
When the trains and buses, education, health & safety's free
Welcome to Heatongrad
[Chorus]
Remember Tonygrad?
The launching of the lad's mag to the streets of Baghdad
That made you oh so sad
The left so far up cleft, like the first meal they'd had
They treated dear old Blighty like some dirt-cheap shag
Now they're paying zero tax at Richard Branson's pad...
[Verse 2]
Fuck the army, fuck the law, and fuck their uniform
You don't need no medal to know where you were born
You don't need no tattooed arm to know that you're now sworn
Sworn into Heatongrad
Fuck the king and fuck the queen, with an AK-47
Line them up against the walls, then let them talk to heaven
Give them same dice they gave us and let them roll a seven
Welcome to Heatongrad
When your friendly local tax dodger is lynched for all to see
And the newspaper editors swing from neighbouring tree
When the trains and buses, education, health & safety's free
Welcome to Heatongrad
[Chorus]
Remember Tonygrad?
The launching of the lad's mag to the streets of Baghdad
That made you oh so sad
The left so far up cleft, like the first meal they'd had
They treated dear old Blighty like some dirt-cheap shag
Now they're paying zero tax at Richard Branson's pad...
[Verse 2]
Fuck the army, fuck the law, and fuck their uniform
You don't need no medal to know where you were born
You don't need no tattooed arm to know that you're now sworn
Sworn into Heatongrad
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