Black Boys on Mopeds

[Verse 1]

Margaret Thatcher on TV

Shocked by the deaths that took place in Beijing

It seems strange that she should be offended

The same orders are given by her

[Pre-Chorus]

I've said this before now

You said I was childish and you’ll say it now

Remember what I told you

If they hated me they will hate you

[Chorus]

England's not the mythical land of Madame George and roses

It's the home of police who kill black boys on mopeds

And I love my boy and that’s why I'm leaving

I don't want him to be aware that there's

Any such thing as grieving

[Verse 2]

Young mother down at Smithfield

5 a.m., looking for food for her kids

In her arms she holds three cold babies

And the first word that they learned was "please"

[Pre-Chorus]

These are dangerous days

To say what you feel is to dig your own grave

Remember what I told you

If you were of the world they would love you

[Chorus]

England's not the mythical land of Madame George and roses

It's the home of police who kill black boys on mopeds

And I love my boy and that's why I'm leaving

I don’t want him to be aware that there’s

Any such thing as grieving

[Instrumental Outro]