Lads set sail for war
Shine god's light on foreign shore
Clothe and teach the poor
They'll arrive with sheep and wheat and wives and anthrax
British tummy
British tummy
Hungry
Destined to be great
Only proof is lack of melanin upon your face
Stupid out of place
F*ck you
Blinded to the stable ways of those you conquer
British tummy
British tummy
Fulfill that appetite for worldly might
British tummy
Patent medicine and swallow mummy
British tummy
Your faith just doesn't fit
Outstretched arms your god quit
Two times around, that's it
True gods die infinite
Your faith just doesn't fit
Outstretched arms your god quit
Two times around, that's it
True gods die infinite
Time to end this war
Decolonize our minds and our shore
Harmonize one more
Beat them back with queers and beans and love and fungi
British tummy
British tummy
Fulfill that appetite for worldly might
British tummy
Patent medicine and swallow mummy
British tummy
Hungry