V1
We, hear your back breaking,
with our thoughts, so loud and proud,
a sound, of erosion, the waste, of an empiric mound,
a happy marriage and life sentence, are both endured,
with stainless steel, we wept, we kept,
for the glory, of St. George,
help:
us,
me,
them,
you!
Chorus
UK!
Our minds do shatter,
Does our love, really matter,
UK!
Though you’ve given back,
You still take from those, who can’t attack,
UK!
V2
I, both love and hate; you in me,
my blood, a signature; of a mighty ruler,
that over time, harsh overtime, tempts me, to be crueller,
for we are the masters,
we are the soldiers,
we rule the waves, that are around us,
we make the borders,
tell right time, to others,
as the UK, the UK, is above us!
Chorus
UK!
Our minds do shatter,
Does our love, really matter,
UK!
Though you’ve given back,
You still take from those, who can’t attack,
UK!
You both hurt and soothe me, you make me think; I’m always guilty,
UK!
Our certain bond, is defined barbaric beauty,
UK!
Bridge
UK!
Us!
Me!
Them!
You!
We are the servants,
we are the killers,
waves drown us, they have deserted us,
our borders tightened
time to be frightened,
but the UK, the UK, remain enlightened!
Chorus
UK!
Our minds do shatter,
Does our love, really matter,
UK!
Though you’ve given back,
You still take from those, who can’t attack,
UK!
You both hurt and soothe me, you make me think; I’m always guilty,
UK!
Our certain bond, is defined barbaric beauty,
UK!