It's a cold dry morning I got the radio on The traffic is stuck, the markets are down Here's the next song Commercial break is over And the tanks roll in God help the people we'll forget As soon as we liberate them We're bored of the war Bored of the reasons We've heard it all before a hundred times A hundred times ♪ We've got British bullets With a layer of uranium They're so radioactive even the soldiers Are ashamed of them They give little children cancer So far half a million have died But each time I see my country's leader on TV He is still telling lies I guess he's bored of the war Bored of the reasons He said it all before a hundred times C'mon, do what you like Send more good boys to the desert But remember We're not on your side We'll never be on your side You left us far behind With this stupid pantomime ♪ We need a rabble rouser We need regime change here today Watch those people die And the politicians walk away Bored of the war Bored of the reasons They've heard it all before a hundred times C'mon and do what you like Send more good boys to die in the desert But remember We're not on your side Is it three lions on my shirt? Or is it the stars and the stripes? Is it three lions on my shirt? Or is it the stars and the stripes? Is it three lions on my shirt? Or is it the stars and stripes?