[Verse 1] One of the men that spawned fibre optic prawns Barely concealed a grand canyonic yawn Pa**ed a Nationalist getting buried in Manchester In Manchester [Verse 2] Tricolour flying, the sun shining, large crowd around A freshly dug grave, priest arm blesses, the flag is waving Stern Indian serves original flavourings, in Manchester In Manchester In Manchester Ah huh [Instrumental] [Bridge] I don't yet know how my story will end Dead or in prison or completely around the bend A strong punch was essential, dust heads exploded [Outro] In Manchester In Manchester In Manchester In Manchester Ah huh [Outro] x2