Cruel Brittania!
A controversially critical song ballad lyrics lamenting how Great Britain has fallen from its greatness on many levels such as morally, culturally, etc, and not just in its former imperial power and status.
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In Britannia's once green and pleasant land
A rusting old sceptre still resides
By the carcass of a once great Lion
She slayed with Her comforting lies
Her Capital City - once a standard and light!
Now faces backward, and completely dethroned
A city of idols, in love with its past
But with no justice now for even its own
All her shepherd's are foxes and weasals
Her ensign, a sad fraud and deceit
Her cities not fit for upright men
Let alone the heroes that once walked every street
For She's gone the way of empires before her
Brittania forsook that on which She first stood
And now blinded by rewards of crooked paths
She can no longer discern evil from good
Now Her lions are four empty bronze statues
For great Lions aren't for ruling by knaves
So 'Fiddle-on' now and watch 'Cruel Brittania!'
Sink far beneath her once glorious waves!
© Tony Lawrie 2020
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