[Intro: Sir Winston Churchill]
I expect that the battle of Britain is about to begin. Upon this battle depends the survival of Christian civilization. Upon it depends our own British life, and the long continuity of our institutions and our Empire. The whole fury and might of the enemy must very soon be turned on us
[Chorus: Jonny Dutch]
Woah this one's for Britain
Kids in the playground, mums in the kitchen
Yoo mi say mi see no evil
I see good this is for the people
Woah out to the nation
Nans at the bingo, dads at the races
Yoo mi say mi see no evil
I see good this is for the people
[Verse 1: Danny Graft]
I'm feeling like Ian Beale, I could never get killed
Even on my last tenner I've got jokes like[?]
And Tim and Ella did, I'm Keith Lemon big
Chilling like [?] eating eggs benedict
Local legend, pork pie and Desmond
Shake twenty hands when I walk by the entrance
Fourty-five Benson, I'm Jonny Rotten
Chain smoke my snout my name's Dot Cotton
And I feel like chicken tonight
Eating Uncle Ben's rice looking like Steve Colins
I'm too honest when I smash it like [?]
Or Ant and Dec DPing Cat Deeley
Last minute just got it in Jonny Wilks
Rolling out the rave with some Dwight York silks
On my high horse with a six-foot sort
I'm Rod Stewart, son, you know I had to do it
I expect that the battle of Britain is about to begin. Upon this battle depends the survival of Christian civilization. Upon it depends our own British life, and the long continuity of our institutions and our Empire. The whole fury and might of the enemy must very soon be turned on us
[Chorus: Jonny Dutch]
Woah this one's for Britain
Kids in the playground, mums in the kitchen
Yoo mi say mi see no evil
I see good this is for the people
Woah out to the nation
Nans at the bingo, dads at the races
Yoo mi say mi see no evil
I see good this is for the people
[Verse 1: Danny Graft]
I'm feeling like Ian Beale, I could never get killed
Even on my last tenner I've got jokes like[?]
And Tim and Ella did, I'm Keith Lemon big
Chilling like [?] eating eggs benedict
Local legend, pork pie and Desmond
Shake twenty hands when I walk by the entrance
Fourty-five Benson, I'm Jonny Rotten
Chain smoke my snout my name's Dot Cotton
And I feel like chicken tonight
Eating Uncle Ben's rice looking like Steve Colins
I'm too honest when I smash it like [?]
Or Ant and Dec DPing Cat Deeley
Last minute just got it in Jonny Wilks
Rolling out the rave with some Dwight York silks
On my high horse with a six-foot sort
I'm Rod Stewart, son, you know I had to do it
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