Bitter lemon’s on the bank role
Lightning in the capital
I’m not really feeling England no more
Won't you come round, feed the animals?

Bitter lemon’s on the bank role
Lightning in the capital
I’m not really feeling England no more
Won't you come round, feed the animals?

Hatred through the letter box
Panic on the weather report
Chewing up forget me nots
Shove it down with a silver spoon and golden fork

To the eye, to the eye
A golden fork
To the eye, to the eye
A golden fork
To the eye, to the eye
A golden fork

Bitter lemon’s on the bank role
Lightning in the capital
I’m not really feeling England no more
Won't you come round, feed the animals?
Bitter lemon’s on the bank role
Lightning in the capital
I’m not really feeling England no more
Won't you come round, feed the animals?