England, Summer (in black & white) Polling Day - The Good, The Bad & The Queen

On polling day you started off great

There was no one on the streets

The poll was day

I got to go to city today

But I ain’t thought right

Said you don’t feel well

We all got drunk on posting day

Hoping it tastes the same

But it goes away every time

It ain’t no result in that

The movement was posted away

The human link, it comes OK

She does not take time to talk to herself

Resultin' in a star

West tipper got up, they invented to pollute and postin' by

And we said so… goodbye

It was easy then, all for the good, I coulda been better though

Yeah, Go!

Go!

You’re gone!

Everybody feels they got to find in

And the north from the south who watches him sy

It doesn’t take time to intelligent sight

But the thought was there

And that’s alright, so we all got drunk and got on the ball

And found the same time

Everything was out the phone

It doesn’t get that much sly

Go!

On polling day, you turned up right

It was a cart full of them

And the ship was nice

I didn’t mean to be

It wasn’t the same

But if you do it again

Then find my soul

And we all get drunk on the firing day

And take ourselves to sea, sea

Yeah that’s enough for anyone

Pickin' it out for them

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