[Verse 1]
I saw a newspaper picture
From the political campaign
A woman was kissing a child
Who was obviously in pain
She spills with compassion
As that young child's face in her hands she grips
Can you imagine all that greed
And avarice coming down on that child's lips?
[Verse 2]
Well I hope I don't die too soon
I pray the Lord my soul to save
Yes I'll be a good boy
I'm trying so hard to behave
Because there's one thing I know
I'd like to live long enough to savour
[Refrain]
That's when they finally put you in the ground
I'll stand on your grave and tramp the dirt down
[Bridge]
When England was the whore of the world
Margaret was her madam
And the future looked as bright and as clear
As the black tarmacadam
Well I hope that she sleeps well at night
Isn't haunted by every tiny detail
When she held that lovely face in her hands
All she thought of was betrayal
I saw a newspaper picture
From the political campaign
A woman was kissing a child
Who was obviously in pain
She spills with compassion
As that young child's face in her hands she grips
Can you imagine all that greed
And avarice coming down on that child's lips?
[Verse 2]
Well I hope I don't die too soon
I pray the Lord my soul to save
Yes I'll be a good boy
I'm trying so hard to behave
Because there's one thing I know
I'd like to live long enough to savour
[Refrain]
That's when they finally put you in the ground
I'll stand on your grave and tramp the dirt down
[Bridge]
When England was the whore of the world
Margaret was her madam
And the future looked as bright and as clear
As the black tarmacadam
Well I hope that she sleeps well at night
Isn't haunted by every tiny detail
When she held that lovely face in her hands
All she thought of was betrayal
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