Right around the corner where our money's spent inside the great white establishment where the rules are bent
I think the wheels are stuck we need a strong horse to pull our carriage out, out of this rut
Our heels are dragging time is standing still they've left us living off the pickings from the landfill
(chorus)
We need a strong horse, a straight back and a sure foot to lift us away up out of this rut.
So awake little Britain, and arise I'm so sick of being put down I feel like I've been vandalised, schoolrooms are bursting with our wasted youth it feels like you're doing something shameful when you tell the truth
I think the wheels are stuck we need a strong horse to pull our carriage out, out of this rut
Our heels are dragging time is standing still they've left us living off the pickings from the landfill
(chorus)
We need a strong horse, a straight back and a sure foot to lift us away up out of this rut.
So awake little Britain, and arise I'm so sick of being put down I feel like I've been vandalised, schoolrooms are bursting with our wasted youth it feels like you're doing something shameful when you tell the truth