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WARNING ! Explicitly Patriotic lyrics which promote the history, culture and heritage of these Islands which some people may find offensive. Particularly politically correct half-wits who are paid vast amounts of tax payers money to work in the higher echelons of our Police Forces, Government, Media and Legal establishment.

These people are Idiots, Traitors and should hang their heads in shame !

 

This is England.
Music (Marsden). - Lyrics (Marsden/Hudson)

This a land of Kings & Queens
Cobbled streets, rivers & streams
This is the land of Hope & Glory
This is a land of beautiful places
Fields of green & open spaces
This is the land of Hope & Glory
This is England…………X 2

Wreaths of poppy’s on Armistice Day
What a price they had to pay
They spilled their blood on Flanders Field in the morning
Our Grandfathers fought in World war II
They gave their lives for me and you
All for the land of Hope & Glory
This is England…………X 2

War torn streets & riot shields
Petrol bombs & how do you feel
Look in your heart and you will find the answer
Take this as a wake up call
See the writing on the wall
Is this the land you want to leave to your children
They bleed the state and ask for more
It’s time Britannia closed the door
They crossed these shores for thirty pieces of silver
They took the passport, they took the pound
And now they’ve bombed the underground
They’ll never destroy the land of Hope & Glory
This is England…………X 4

The Land that gave us Shakespeare & Keats
Churchill , Lennon & the Mersey Beat
How can we let their memory fade to the distance
No turning back, No place for fear
It’s been this way for a thousand years
Seek the truth, Don’t let them silence your feelings
You breathe the land and feel the pain
When the cross of St. George runs through your veins
The time has come to dry the tears of Britannia
Its never too late to save this land
How can we make them understand
This is the land of Hope & Glory
This is England…………X 4

 

Are you ready (Marsden)

Are you ready……Are you ready…    .
We're gonna rock this town tonight
Turn on the lights its gonna be alright 
We’re’ gonna rock all through the night

Anglo Saxon……..Anglo Saxon
We’re gonna rock this town tonight
Anglo Saxon……..Anglo Saxon
We’re gonna rock all through the night

We’ve been to every town, from miles around
The time has come to see the light
Get off your seat…. get on your feet
You’ve gotta stand for what is right

Anglo Saxon……..Anglo Saxon
The time has come to see the light
Anglo Saxon……..Anglo Saxon
You’ve gotta stand for what is right

Guitar solo

Drums only…

Anglo Saxon……..Anglo Saxon 
We’re gonna rock this town tonight
Anglo Saxon……..Anglo Saxon 
You’ve gotta stand for what is right

Are you ready……Are you ready….
We're’ gonna rock this town tonight
Are you ready……Are you ready….
We’re’ gonna rock all through the night

Anglo Saxon……..Anglo Saxon
The time has come to see the light
Anglo Saxon……..Anglo Saxon
You’ve gotta stand for what is right

 

 

 

 

This is not a Crusade (Marsden)

Forgive them for they know not what they do

This is not a Crusade…This is not a Crusade
But the march of the tides are starting to change
Sacrificed on a Summers’ day
The slaughter of the meek came under the streets
Now nothing can ever be the same
No... nothing can ever be the same
This is not a Crusade…This is not a Crusade

There’s a line in the sand that no man can cross
The deserts are yielding to the sea…………
The Oasis of salvation lies within our reach
The children of tomorrow hold the key
The children of tomorrow hold the key
This is not a Crusade…This is not a Crusade

When three kings from afar followed a star
Two thousand years ago this was the sign
Now the east winds blow the people should know
This is the sign of our times
This is the sign of our times
This is not a Crusade…This is not a Crusade

With the wolves at the door can’t take any more
Freedom is a heavy price to pay
The road to damascus seems so far away
It’s the battle for hearts and minds today
It’s the battle for hearts and minds today
This is not a Crusade…This is not a Crusade

 

This thing called Rock & Roll (Marsden)

Let me tell you a story, about Rock & Roll
It gave me a direction to recognise my soul
I needed to shout from the top about the way I feel
I was looking for something I found Rock & Roll

This thing called Rock & roll    X   4

You turn on the TV… and the radio
All the news is bad news, everywhere I go
Nothing but frustration with what's gone before
I used to suffer in silence, well not any more

This thing called Rock & roll    X   4

 

Guitar  Solo

 

This thing called Rock & roll    X   4

Let me tell you a story, about Rock & Roll
It gave me a direction to recognise my soul
I needed to shout from the top about the way I feel
I was looking for something I found Rock & Roll

Last Chorus

 




 

Lest' we Forget 7/7
(Music - Marsden. Lyrics - Marsden/Hudson)

Lest we forget..Those that were lost that Summers' day
....As we go on our way.
Who was to know.. that kiss goodbye would be no more
....As they close the door


For you and me the memories fade away
But we still walk the streets today
We all know loss we all know pain
But they weren't lost they were taken


Lest we forget.. All those who's lives won't be the same
....As they face the change
Lest we forget...As we watch the march of time
....So many left behind

CHORUS

Lest we forget.. That Summers' day would be their last
....As history came to pass.
Remember this.. Our lives go on, but for some...........
....Tomorrow never comes

CHORUS

 

 

When Daddy Comes Marching Home (Trad./Marsden/Hudson)

My Daddy is a soldier Hurrah.
My Daddy is a soldier Hurrah.
Sent to fight in a foreign land
For reasons I don’t understand
Each night I pray to see the day
When Daddy comes marching home

When the boys come marching home again Hurrah
And the Girls come marching home again Hurrah
Sent to fight and sent to die
How can anyone justify
The lives of all the girls and boys
Never to return

When Johnny comes marching home again Hurrah
When Johnny comes marching home again Hurrah
The Marines, the Para's’ and the Highland Guards
The Wales Brigade and the Royal Hussars
The Union Jack can rise again
And fly half mast no more.

 

 



 

The wheels of the State
(Music - Marsden. Lyrics - Marsden/Hudson)

The wheels of the state must think that we are blind
Just open your eyes and you’ll see
The powers that be, trade lies and deceit
What’s become of this society

You never miss the water till’ the well runs dry
You never realise what could have been
You never miss the water till’ the well runs dry
Its only in our minds that we our free

To our elders we don’t show the debt we all owe
Their values don’t seem to matter any more
Search in your soul in your heart you must know
This is not the way it’s meant to be

CHORUS – You never miss the water……….

Solo break

The wheels of the state must think that we are blind
Just open your eyes and you’ll see
Never receive the story as told
Its written in the sand for you and me

Last chorus

 

 

 

The War Machine. (Marsden)

He’s got his War Mask on He’s got his face of steel
He’s mercenary mad just to make the deal
He feeds on war but he wants more & more & more
Injury is just a compromise

He’s a War Machine X 4

He’s got a killers touch he’s got a mindless style
Genocide is a way of life
Give him a dime he’ll deliver the shells
Cold as ice….. hot as hell

Chorus

Middle 8

How long can you go
Till’ the desert meets the sky
Fore’ the oil has turned to blood
How many more will die
How many more will die

All I see is war machines
Somebody please please help me
Am I out of my mind is this a fantasy
Now I realise…………..
The War Machine is me

I am the War Machine X 4



Scarborough Fair . . . . . . (Trad. - Marsden)

Are you going to Scarborough Fair ? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, Remember me to one who lives there, . . She once was a true love of mine.

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt, Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, Without any seam or fine needlework, . . And then she'll be a true love of mine.

Tell her to find me an acre of land, . Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, Between the sea-salt and the sea-sand, Then she'll be a true love of mine.

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather, Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme , , . Then tie it all up with a peacock feather, .. For then she'll be a true love of mine.

Tell her to wash it in yonder dry well, Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, . Where water ne'er sprung nor rain drop fell, Then she'll be a true love of mine.

When she has done and finished her work, Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, .. . Then come to me for your cambric shirt, . . For then she'll be a true love of mine.

 

 

You want to be a Marine
(Music - Marsden. Lyrics - Marsden/Hudson)

So you think you want to wear the green beret
So you think you got what it takes
They've been our warriors since 1664
So you want to wear the green beret

They are the soldiers not only of the land
They are the soldiers of the sea
Prepared to fight and die, never fear to tread
They fight so others can be free

So you think you want to wear the green beret
So you think you got what it takes
Etched into The Rock their legacy
So you want to wear the green beret

CHORUS. . .You want to be a Marine...x 4

Your only seventeen, to me your just a child
But here's your courage shining through
Prepared to sacrifice like many have before
I hope the next Marine is you

I hope its you that wears the green beret
I hope you've got what it takes
Carrying the legacy etched into The Rock
So you want to wear the green beret

CHORUS. . .You want to be a Marine...x 4

So you want to wear the green beret....

 


 

Traitors in our midst . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .(Music - Marsden. Lyrics - Marsden/Hudson)

The Traitors came..and at the door
They locked me up for crimes against the state.
They searched our home, They searched our cars
And laughed as they took my flags away
Yes they laughed as they took our flags away

Yes they laughed as they took our flags away
Yes they laughed as they took our flags away

Down in the cells, been here so long.
What the hell is happening to me.
They took my girl, this is so wrong,
Only the traitors hold the keys
Only the traitors hold the keys

Only the traitors hold the keys
Only the traitors hold the keys

Three years of our lives, taken away
Twenty Five years just cast aside.
National Awards, Lining the walls.
Only the Traitors can decide
Only the Traitors can decide

Only the Traitors can decide
Only the Traitors can decide

They say we're free, have liberty
That is not the way it looks to me
Since when did being a patriot, Become a crime.
The day they took those flags of mine.
Yes the day they took our flags of mine

The day they took those flags of mine.
Yes the day they took our flags of mine

Which side are you on ? (Trad. - Marsden)

The Patriots of England, began to make a stand.
Marching through the cities, against the Traitors in our land,
The rise of militant Islam, who want Sharia Law
Our ancesters are grieving, and we won't take it any more.

Which side are you on, which side are you on.
Which side are you on, which side are you on.

To make a peaceful protest, against a Super mosque,
On a roof in Dudley, The EDL put up their flags
Made no threats of violence, did not break the law,
Still they sent the Police in, Take down your flags you're going to jail

Which side are you on, which side are you on.
Which side are you on, which side are you on.
Which side are you on, which side are you on.
Which side are you on, which side are you on.

They disrespect our soldiers, desecrate our flags
They've even started burning, Poppies on Rememberance Day
Tommy couldn't take it, to see the Poppy burn
When he tried to stop them, Sorry Tom you're going to jail

Which side are you on, which side are you on.
Which side are you on, which side are you on.

 

 

 

 

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