When I was born, you gave me away
I never held it against you.
I held open the door for you just like you taught me to,
but you never said thanks.
You told me to eat my greens and I did.
But when I said I wanted to live off them, you laughed at me.
You told me to go to school. To do well.
When I did, you replied with a handshake and debt.
You had your season of love and drugs
but told us to stay away.
When you told me to move out, get a place of my own, I moved.
I rented the best place I could from another one of you.
But when it came to somewhere of my own, that was another matter.
Is there something i could have done differently
Is it our hair, our clothes, our music, our phones
Or do you just not trust us to make the right decision
So you made the wrong one for us
And took the great out of Britain
And left us with a kingdom no longer united