Interpret:

Simply Red

Album:

Stay

We think we’re import­ant
We are, we’re a car, we’re a shell


When you hit that city road
You sure give them hell


Are you sure he’s show­ing off
Or are you show­ing us yourself


Little Englander, Little Englander


In your search to be a star
You became the p***k you are


Little Englander, Little Englander
Little Englander, Little Englander


Judge me go on it amuses me
As you pickle through your tirade
You prattle on to the point of a laugh


Your Hieronymus Bosch — like soul
Betrays who you really are


Little Englander, Little Englander
Little Englander, Little Englander
Little Englander, Little Englander
Little Englander, Little Englander


Let me smash the plastic face of my coun­try
Let me smash the plastic face of my coun­try
My coun­try
My lovely country