Don't blame the immigrants,
The poor, or the unemployed,
These are not the ones who are to blame.
The country's fucked that's obvious,
By the swan song of the NHS,
But the flood warnings came long before the rain.
And it's in these times of trouble,
That fascism rears it's head,
And the UK Independence Party are just the BNP in a different dress
They're still the same old homophobic racists as before,
They're probably sending junk mail full of hate to your front door,
And they've got,
Billboards on the high street, telling you you should be scared,
'Cause these evil motherfuckers, they capitalise on your fear.
But I'm not worried about the worries of the world anymore,
I'm gonna get in the jacuzzi,
I wish that everybody would just chill the fuck out,
And get busy, being happy
We need a spiritual revolution, I believe you Russell Brand,
We need food and we need shelter, friends and family at hand,
And apart from that we don't need nothing,
Except a whole lot of loving
Well the NASA think tanks think,
That we will fall just like the romans did,
And other civilisations before them that are now extinct.
The well runs out, the fuel runs dry,
There's not enough food to feed us all
Our leaders blindly lead us,
Claiming it's business as usual
While saving up the scraps for themselves,
Until the shit falls off the shelves
Well I'm not worried about the worries of the world anymore,
I'm gonna chill in the jacuzzi,
I wish everybody would just chill the fuck out,
And get busy, being happy
We need a spiritual revolution, I believe you Russell Brand,
We need food and we need shelter,
Friends and family at hand
And apart from that we don't need nothing,
Except a whole lot of loving
And apart from that, we don't need nothing,
Except a whole lot of loving.