Police carry guns not truncheons
And late night crawlers
This my London that I call my hometown
There goes a horse, courses for horses
And I talk a lot of slang in my lyrics
Showing us know the nitty gritty of what London really is
Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere
This is the picture I painted my low down
More like 24 hour surveillance and **** on the pavements
I don't drink tea I drink spirits
Ooh the changing of the Queen's guard
This is the picture I painted my low down
Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere
Make your own assumptions
This is my England, I'm letting you know now
This is the picture I painted my low down
I'd rather listen to Run the Road
It's one big slum pit
More like what's gwanin' mate, you get me
It ain't all pretty, deal with the realness
In an English council apartment
No, we don't all wear bowler hats and hire servants
Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere
Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere
We ain't all posh like the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean
And smoke someone's fresh homegrown
I'd rather sit on my ****
London ain't all crumpets and trumpets
This is my England, I'm letting you know now
It's all gritty, deal with the realness
Who say pardon me
We ain't all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the queen
This my London that I call my hometown
It's where I'm living and this is my low down
[Incomprehensible] like to reject all my views
Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere
This my London that I call my hometown
It's where I'm living and this is my low down
We ain't all posh like the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean
This is my England, I'm letting you know now
And not get bloated on a plate of scones
Big up Oliver Twist
Now I can select a few
Tra la la
Well, I'm letting you know the news and
This my London that I call my hometown
And Staffordshire Bull Terriers
It's where I'm living and this is my low down
Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere
We ain't all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the queen
Another glass of Chardonnay, nah
We ain't all Bridget Jones clones
Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere
This is the picture I painted my low down
We ain't all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the queen
It's where I'm living and this is my low down
Nah more like corpses on corners
We ain't all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the queen
Cricket, bowls, croquet, nah PS2 all the way
Well, this is the straight up truth
I don't watch the Antiques Roadshow
That's nothing for me to come out of the house for
We ain't all posh like the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean
Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere
We ain't all posh like the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean
