The royal backside sitting on the kerb
Oh maybe this way you'll learn
To stretch those pennies and pounds
And keep your feet on the ground
Humility and humbleness
I'm not asking you to confess
Just don't let it happen again
This country is not your friend
They will show you down the line
And kick you to bits
You came out the club that night
Looking a right tit
The tide wouldn't take you out
The tide wouldn't take you out
He will show them a good time
Then carry him home
Cool lean against the bar
But he cries when he's alone
They show you down the line
Watch you trip on your laces
Lying broken on your back
At their smiling faces
They will show you down the line
And kick you to bits
You came out the club that night
Looking a right tit
The tide wouldn't take you out
