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Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklandsFucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty`s forces are comingSheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklandsFucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty`s forces are comingSheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklandsFucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty`s forces are comingFuck off to the Falklands for your sea-faring funBig man`s jerk off dreamland, looking down the barrel of a gunFriggin` in the riggin` another imperialist farceAnother page of British history to wipe the national arseThe royals donated Prince Andrew as a show of their supportWas it just luck the only ship that wasn`t struck was the one on which he fought?Three cheers for good old Andy, let`s take a pic for his mumAnd stick it up the royal, stick it up the royal, stick it up the royal albumSheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklandsFucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty`s forces are comingOnward Thatcher`s soldiers, it`s your job to fight..."And, you know, I don`t really give a toss if the cause is wrong or right,My political neck means more to me than the lives of a thousand men,If I felt it might be of use to me I`d do it all over again.The Falklands was really a coverup job to obscured the mistakes I`ve made,And you know I think gamble I took could certainly be said to have paid.With unemployment at an all-time high and the country falling apartI, Winston Thatcher, reign supreme in this great nations` heart."Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklandsFucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty`s forces are comingWhile the men who fought her battles are still expected to sufferThatcher proves in parliament that she`s just a fucking nutterThe iron lady`s proved her metal, has struck with her fist of steelHas proved that a heart that is made out of lead is a heart that doesn`t feelSheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklandsFucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty`s forces are comingNow Thatcher says... "Oh raunchy Ron, we`ve fought our warNow it`s your turn to prove yourself in El SalvadorI`ve employed Micheal Heseltine to deal with P.R.He`s an absolute prick, but a media starHe`ll advocate the wisdom of our cruise missile planThen at last I`ll have a penis just like every other manThey can call it penis envy, but they`ll pay the price for it...But the peasants are hungry Mags, "Let them eat shit"Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklandsFucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty`s forces are comingWho the fuck cares, we`re all having fun?Mums and dads happy as their kids play with gunsThe media loved it, when all`s said and done..."Britain`s bulldog`s off the leash" said the SunAs the Argies and Brits got crippled or diedThe bulldog turned around and crapped in our eyes.Brit wit, hypocrite, don`t you yet realiseYou`re not playing with toys, you`re playing with lives...You piss straight up in your self-righteous rageWilfs, goms and gimps in the nuclear ageFour minute warning, what a shock,Well balls to you rocket cockYou`re old and you`re ill and you`re soon going to dieYou`ve got nothing to lose if you fill up the skiesYou`d take us all with you, yeah, it`s tough at the topYou slop bucket, shit filled, puss ridden, death pimp snot..YAH FUCK

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