Jacqui Abbott - Advice to Daughters lyrics

[Verse 1] Let no stone go unturned No village go unburned Let nations price taggers Stick their sallow daggers Into everything that we own Let our very children Sold as X-Factor cattle Be stripped in teenage battle As slabs of beef from bone Let every minute of every day Let no hour go unconcerned In thrall or bent To those ba*tards we pray So no sovereign peace goes unearned No child that you'd not sell No memory you'd not chop or fell No corner that you'd not plough Duly burn and cast down to hell [Pre-Chorus] Advice to daughters 1, 2 and 3 When you're too old to sit on Dad's knee In the words of your Grandpa When we'd given up hope With so little left that was ours [Chorus] (Telescope) Don't buy a 50p telescope (Stars) You'll only see 50p stars, my girl (Telescope) Don't buy a 50p telescope (Stars) You'll only see 50p stars [Verse 2] Let's carry around some bottles of water To rattle around with the keys to your car Are your jodhpurs stuck right up The crack of your arse? Mine still are Let's strike up a loud conversation Of off piste or on And turn the volume right up When it's some place we've been And they've not gone Let's keep putting 'right now' After everything we say Till a simple 'at the moment' Seems a dark and dark and distant day Let's chew gum like a six year old With sungla**es on our head So in winter they know We're half Brit and definitely half Med [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] [Verse 3] Let's go shopping in the better half quarter Let's look around the bazaar 5 pounds for a bottle of fizzy water I'd rather be old than whatever It is you are See they do not like the outspoken Only broken or soon on the mend No time for bridges or valley ridges No diversion nor no mountain bend Let's wreck the earth and do India On the cheap in our bare feet Come back home, order takeaway Mock the way that they speak Beware that coffee-to-go carrying ba*tard He's trying to k** you, child Take ploughman's lunch, reach it by path And take that luke warm pint of mild Until every path we may tread upon And everything we ever see Is more valuable to them and their kids And valueless to me or thee [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] [Bridge] We are the world - no you're not You're overpaid chancers On an oversize yacht Message in a bottle to Sting Lose the f**in' yoga And the yang and f**in' ying If you wanna teach the world to sing [Chorus variant] x2 (Shotgun) Don't buy a 50p shotgun (Stars) You'll only shoot 50p stars, my girl (Shotgun) Don't buy a 50p shotgun (Stars) You'll only shoot 50p stars [Outro] Let's adopt some African babies Now we know they're free of rabies Shove them in a bag at the port Then into the back of our Mercedes Everything we tread upon And everything we ever see Is more valuable to them and their kids And valueless to me or thee