Music by Black Coral Groove (R.Meehan / A T-Ward)
Produced by Ian Button and Black Coral Groove
Mastered by Stuart Hawkes at Metropolis Studios
Lyrics by A T-Ward
I could see England hanging there from a thread,
Two kings and major leaders were among the dead.
They fought to rescue the bones of a Northumbrian Saint,
To restore these city walls you better oil the gate.
On the way to Wiltshire, you wouldn’t hold my hand.
Now England is drowning, although the banks are piled with sand.
I never saw Jesus walking on the pastures green,
but I heard an implication that he widowed the Queen.
Hateful was the breath of the each to the other,
and I know that you never felt comfort uncovered.
On the way to Wiltshire, you wouldn’t kiss my mouth.
Now these pretty islands burning, John O’Groats down to the south.
This isn’t going on no more, this ain’t the House of Lords no more, this ain’t Imperial Rome no more.