(Mike Scott)
man looks up on a yellow sky
and the rain turns to rust in his eye
rumours of his health are lies
old England is dying
his clothes are a dirty shade of blue
and his ancient shoes worn through
he steals from me and
Stain lyrics

Well he never bleeds 
and he never f*cks 
And he never leaves cause he's got bad luck 
Well he never reads (reaks) he lies to you
old England is dying
still he sings an empire song
still he keeps his navy strong
and he sticks his flag where it ill belongs
old England is dying
you're asking what makes me sigh now
what it is makes me shudder so well
I just freeze in the w
The Crowd lyrics




Lord unchain my hands 
Let me sing inside the crowded trams 
Let me dance among the traffic jams 
We're going
ind and I'm
numb from the pummelin of the snow
that falls from high in yellow skies
down on where the well loved flag of
   England flies
where homes are warm and mothers sigh
where comedians laugh and babies cry
where criminals are televised politicians
   
4 The Rest Of Your Life lyrics


[chorus]
I may not be your man baby
But you know i`m driving you crazy
Thats why you`ll fuck with me
fraternize
journalists are dignified and everyone is
   civilized
and children stare with Heroin eyes
Old England!
evening has fallen
the swans are singing
the last of sunday's bells is ringing
the wind in the trees is sighing
and old England is dying