England Lost (Remix)

[Intro: Mick Jagger] Lost, lost, lost, lost [Chorus: Mick Jagger] I went to see England, but England's lost I went to see England, but England's lost [Verse 1: Mick Jagger] And everyone said we were all ripped off I went to see England, but England lost Lost, lost, lost It wasn't much fun standin' in the rain And we all yelled loud and we all complained Wasn't much of a game I got soaked Didn't look home anyway [Chorus: Mick Jagger] I went to see England, but England's lost I went in the back, but they said, "Piss off" I went to see England, but England's lost I went to see England, but England... I went to see... I went... I... [Verse 2: Mick Jagger] I lost a blunt, think I lost the pint She can go home and smoke a joint, anyway Do you wanna go? I went to find England, it wasn't there I went to find England, it wasn't there I think I lost it in the back of my chair I think I'm losing my imagination I'm tired of talking about immigration You can't get in and you can't get out I guess that's what we're all about [Verse 3: Skepta] True, preach It's a déjà vu, I've seen it all before Different season, same score Everybody wants your head on a spike But they were singin' your praises a day before No new faces allowed in They said it's gettin' overcrowded They're still fightin' over houses So I just pick it up, put it down and leave it where I found it Feel like Macaulay Culkin, I'm home alone Come to my window and throw a stone Because I never wanna talk on the phone Same problems, growin' up in the danger zone Nothing's changed, same story Same dirty stains on your dirty laundry Keep it in the streets, doin' all the work And the men in the suits takin' all the coin [Chorus: Mick Jagger] I went to find England, but... I went to find England, but... I went to find England, but... I went to find England, but England's lost [Bridge: Mick Jagger] Lost, lost, lost, lost Lost, lost, lost, lost [Verse 4: Mick Jagger] Had a girl in Lisbon, a girl in Rome Now I'll have to stay at home So lock the shallows, bolt the doors Nothing's gonna be like Singapore Don't know what's home Lost, lost, lost, lost They didn't turn up, the comments complain No real person is matching their shame They're much too young and much too hold Growing much too hot and much too cold That's what I thought [Chorus: Mick Jagger] I went to find England I went to find England I went to find England I went to find England, but England's lost