[Verse 1]
They're dropping bombs again
And they're doing it in your name
All the rational commentaries
In the papers that I read
Marmalade and buttered toast
And a smell of Sunday roast
Kiss the arse of Uncle Sam
Oh, to be an Englishman
[Chorus]
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is red, red, red, red
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is
Red sky in the morning
Everywhere I'm seeing
Red, red, red, red
Red, red, red, red
[Verse 2]
Dawn brings a day of hell
Hours that we pawn and sell
A single magpie in the tree
One for sorrow, one for me
Kick it off the cliff I said
Now the line fucks up my head
Too late to change this mode
Break all my moral codes
They're dropping bombs again
And they're doing it in your name
All the rational commentaries
In the papers that I read
Marmalade and buttered toast
And a smell of Sunday roast
Kiss the arse of Uncle Sam
Oh, to be an Englishman
[Chorus]
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is red, red, red, red
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only colour is
Red sky in the morning
Everywhere I'm seeing
Red, red, red, red
Red, red, red, red
[Verse 2]
Dawn brings a day of hell
Hours that we pawn and sell
A single magpie in the tree
One for sorrow, one for me
Kick it off the cliff I said
Now the line fucks up my head
Too late to change this mode
Break all my moral codes
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