Jacqui Abbott - One Man's England lyrics

[Verse 1] I was six when they came in to my uncle's shop And the 'put put put' just wouldn't stop But I felt too small to fight them all We were sat out on the steps drinking lemonade And the 'GO HOME' graffiti had begun to fade And I had grown to almost 6 feet tall When their lager soaked breath just marched on past Coupling German 'sieg heil' with their Union Jacks That's one arranged marriage, you'd have to agree The real arranged marriage affecting this town Is the white who'd beat his daughter for marrying a brown That's one arranged marriage the media don't see [Chorus] One man's last orders Is another man's last round bell Making one man's England Another man's hell East vs. West will always land in England's lap From the banning of the burqa By the fool in baseball cap [Verse 2] Well, the white man's wheeling and dealing Whilst the black man's simply dealing Hypocrisy pours from the cracks in the floor To the gaps that appear in the ceiling They say, 'Jamaicans are laid back and lazy' 'West Indies is full of damn crazies' But Usain laid back is quicker on track Than white man in latest Mercedes Immigration cheat, welfare scrounger Ain't the real fraud It's that meeting with accountant To move their cash abroad [Chorus] [Bridge] The real criminal ain't living In a run down council flat He's residing on a beach somewhere Panama cigar and hat The real terrorist ain't sporting a beard Or reading the Quran He's sitting in 10 Downing Street And he works for Uncle Sam [Chorus]