Well, he talks with a Polish accent
And he works with a sense of pride
He said, 'If you think you've had it hard
I'll swap your life with mine.'
He works his fucking bollocks off
For four-fifty an hour
Said 'the economy in Poland is even worse than our one.'

So tradesmen all 'round England
All start to lose their jobs
And everybody understands when
They all got pissed off
Well, none of them are racist, but they
Don't know what to do
When you can't afford the mortgage
And you can't afford the food

Is this the economics of recession?
Or xenophobia?
Well, let's just hope that we don't end up
Hating one another
'Cause I can't see the point in that

(Chorus)
And it goes, War! Recession! Recession, and then war!
It's written in the history books, we've seen it all before
Oh, sing a song of freedom, and all I can say is
Just don't believe the bullshit. (Oh, just don't believe the bullshit.)