C         C/B  Am          G                             Our neighbours shake their heads
At night the Baby Brotherhood                               And take their valuables inside
        F     E    Am     F/C                               While my countrymen piss in their fountains
and the Inter City Crew                                     To express our national pride
           C       C/B     Am            G                  And to prove to the world that England
Fill their pockets up with calling cards                    Is not as rotten as she looks
                F         E         Am                      They repeat the lies that caught their eyes
And paint their faces red white and blue                    At school in history books
          C                        E7                       But the wars they think they're fighting
Then they go out seeking different-coloured faces           Were all over long ago
           Am                 F/C                           What do they know of England who only England know?
And anyone else that they can scare                         
        C           C/B        Am      G                    And the society that spawned them
And they salute the foes their fathers fought               Just cries out, Who's to blame?
   F                  E           Am                        And then wraps itself in the Union Jack
By waving their right arms in the air                       And just carries on the same
        C                E7                                 Oh look out my country's patriots are hunting down below
Oh look out my country's patriots                           What do they know of England who only England know?             
    Am             F/C
Are hunting down below
     C       C/B     Am      G/B     (E7)     Am   F/A
What do they know of England who only England know?

From the stands of the Empire Stadium
Come the heralds of the new dark age
With the simplicities of bigotry
And to whom all the world's a stage
These little John Bullshits 
Know that the press will glorify their feats
So that the general public fear them
And the authorities say give them all seats
And the wasted seed of the bulldog breed
Is chanting, Here we go!
What do they know of England who only England know?