Gotcha Crass

Gotcha

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Gotcha, you latin bender, gotcha, you dago prick...
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Our boys have got it right...

Right now, rule Brittania, right now, Britain rules the waves
Right now, Britain never, never, never will be slaves

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Gotcha, you motherfucker, gotcha, you greasy pimp...
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Our boys have got it right...

Right now, God save her majesty, right now, raise the Union Jack
Right now, God save Margaret Thatcher, she'll claim our empire back

Right now, right now, right now, right now, right now, right now
Right now, right now, right now, right now, right now, right now
Right now, right now, right now, right now, right now, right now
Thatcher's got it right...

That is Thatcher's Britain built on national pride
Built on national heritage and the bodies of those who died
To wave the flag on the Falklands, to protect us from the Irish hordes
To support the rich in their difficult task of protecting themselves from the poor
Yes, this is Thatcher's Britain, so let's increase the strength of the police
Let's expand the military, let's all arm for peace
Let's suppress all opposition, let's keep the people down
Let's resurrect past histories for the glory of the crown