Tekster: Simply Red. Stay. Little Englander.

We think we're important
We are, we're a car, we're a shell
When you hit that city road
You sure give them hell

Are you sure he's showing off?
Or are you showing us yourself?

Little Englander, Little Englander

In your search to be a star
You became the prick you are

Little Englander, Little Englander
Little Englander, Little Englander

Judge me go on, it amuses me
As you pickle through your tirade
You prattle on to the point of a laugh

Your Hieronymus Bosch-like soul
Betrays who you really are

Little Englander, Little Englander
Little Englander, Little Englander
Little Englander, Little Englander
Little Englander, Little Englander

Let me smash the plastic face of my country
Let me smash the plastic face of my country
My country, my lovely country