Lay, lay, lay...
Armageddon
This beautiful tree
Boo hoo
Give up living
Ample
Eye
They give in
On the buses
Up the stair
By the television
Pretend to learn
Where's the lay of the land
My son
Where's the lay of the land
My son
What's the lie of the land
My son
The last Briton on the street
He's in a radio fuzz
He's dead and beat
No longer reflects our daft fate
We'll leave this city
Hit a quick coach
Take the town in Surrey
There's no-one here but crooks and death
Kerb-crawlers of the worst order
Armageddon
This beautiful tree
Boo hoo
Give up living
Ample
Eye
They give in
On the buses
Up the stair
By the television
Pretend to learn
Where's the lay of the land
My son
Where's the lay of the land
My son
What's the lie of the land
My son
The last Briton on the street
He's in a radio fuzz
He's dead and beat
No longer reflects our daft fate
We'll leave this city
Hit a quick coach
Take the town in Surrey
There's no-one here but crooks and death
Kerb-crawlers of the worst order
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