[sral]

I like my crumpets toasted so both sides are butter-coated
before i write another opus to try and crush opponents.
I'm that limey fucking poster whos admires The Queen
so you know that light fucking weak shit, aint my cup of tea.
I brush my teeth with a yard brush, still keepin' it gangsta brahs
I'm bangin' hard while posted up in a furry hat like a Palace Guard
You aint a match for Lars, every stanza written's had me champin' with it
and i'm prouder of the fact i'm British than 2000AD's Harry Kipling...

Everyone's a terrorist to me, bred for drama, bury the weak
get grilled by my toast I'm all about that American cheese.
make these characters bleed.. nothin' but red, white, & blue
hand over your heart, God keep us blessed like ACHOO..
if you blessed like a Jew than I got you balancin' my books
got a ear for Pop, that will leave you catchin' my hooks
a profession to Cooke that has them wishin' for change
it it don't come, all you gonna get is these whips & some chains
got most of you on the border, pretending to be sweet Samaritans
you ain't fooling me bitch! you better learn how to speak American
I have a Bush that needs trimming and a really hungry lawn
screamin' YEEEEEEHAAAAAWWW in my Chevy listening to a sad Country song