Lyrics

When government of the people by the people
Comes second to business and interests of capital
Then you know we’re fucked as a nation on the globe
With delusions we still somehow matter in the world

You’ll find we’re arming for peace
You’ll hear them sing in the street
Roll on, roll on, roll on Father Thames
Oi, oi, oi!
Roll on, roll on, roll on Father Thames
If you make them all concentrate on the river, then
None of the people outside will ever ask
Any questions of the national debt
Or the privatisation of the NHS
Just make them sing Rule Britannia
Give them flags to wave
‘Cos nostalgia is the opium of the age

when people pushing a fascist agenda use
Social media and referenda
Accusing all the pacifists on television
For their seeming lack of patriotism then

You’ll find we’re arming for peace
You’ll hear them sing in the street
Roll on, roll on, roll on Father Thames
Oi, oi, oi!
Roll on, roll on, roll on Father Thames
If you make them all concentrate on the river, then
None of the people outside will ever ask
Any questions of the national debt
Or the privatisation of the NHS
Just make them sing Rule Britannia
Give them flags to wave
‘Cos nostalgia is the opium of the age