It ain't tea and biscuits I'm one of those misfits I don't drink tea I spirits And I talk a lot of slang in my
There goes a horse, courses for Nah more corpses on corners And Staffordshire Bull And late night
Police guns not truncheons Make own assumptions London ain't all and trumpets one big slum pit
We ain't all posh the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean Now do the Tony Blair, your hands in the air now everywhere We ain't all clean, we ain't all posh like the queen Now do the Tony Blair, throw hands in the air now everywhere
This is the picture I my low down This my London that I my hometown It's where I'm living and is my low down is my England, I'm letting you know now
I don't watch the Antiques I'd rather listen to Run the And smoke fresh homegrown And not get bloated on a plate of
Cricket, bowls, croquet, nah PS2 all the way In an council apartment No, we don't all wear hats and hire servants More like 24 hour surveillance and on the pavements
We all posh like the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean Now do the Tony Blair, throw your in the air now everywhere We ain't all squeaky clean, we all posh like the queen Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now
This is the I painted my low down This my London that I call my It's I'm living and this is my low down This is my England, I'm letting you now
Big up Twist Showing us know the gritty of what London really is It ain't all pretty, with the realness It's all gritty, deal the realness
Ooh the changing of the guard That's nothing for me to come out of the for Tra la la I'd sit on my ****
glass of Chardonnay, nah We all Bridget Jones clones Who say me More what's gwanin' mate, you get me
Now I can a few [Incomprehensible] to reject all my views Well, I'm letting you know the and Well, this is the straight up
We ain't all posh like the queen, we ain't all clean Now do the Tony Blair, your hands in the air now everywhere We all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the queen Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now
We ain't all like the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean Now do the Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere We ain't all squeaky clean, we ain't all like the queen Now do the Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere
is the picture I painted my low down This my London that I call my It's I'm living and this is my low down is my England, I'm letting you know now
This is the picture I painted my low This my London that I call my It's where I'm living and this is my low This is my England, I'm you know now