They are carping, wittering, babbling and waffling
too old, no seat belt, didn't apologise, no protection
they cackle, burble, utter twaddle, prattle and jabber
those faceless cowards from their high-rise bastions

Good old Phil shows them Blue is blue now and forever
Who hears fools bleating or pay attention to unwashed
Next day a brand new car and back at the wheel no fear
To the Palace born are bloodlines bred and unvanquished

Where were your fathers and ancestors when nations called
who were the Men who took leadership and stood strong
Who showed wisdom, bravery and gile while others balked
Who built the Kingdoms and stalked the lines all night long

Sovereignty is in the blood not bought or sold in Ale houses
Our Ancestors fought and died for Kings and Kingdoms
while some cower or hid under maiden's skirts in blabling fright
Now they talk of republic and tattle equality in dolts wisdom

Go ply your wares in your alehouses and red market squares
your fitting insignificance is the coats that your cowardice wears
when you earn your spurs come talk to me and share my fares
If your forefathers were man enough your envy would shed no tears

So go chatter your natter and twaddle your prattle in Seattle
You're nothing but offsprings of knaves, turn-coats and cowards
We fought and strived to build the Nation so you lot could settle
Our bloodline is ordained Divinely and regardless onward and forward