Rochester

Rochester town and down

Rochester town and down

That other place too

Where ya MP took the painting of beauty

And spat it back at you

And told you 'look at this'

Separatist, pub racist, pub Mavis

Ya cold beach is colder now

A banker has a pint in town

The emporor of fuck all man

Of Matthews turkey roast, of history that scary ghost

Of meat and all of Englands voting whites are beat

And fed, battery hens and ashtrays near the bed men

And class, the opium of pride and fucking waz

Wee wee, messy underwear society

Like cunts

Rochester, Rochester, Rochester

Town and down

Rochester, Rochester, Rochester

Town and down

Din din, time steal pockets of the public battle cry

Crusades, Twitter serves up your lie

Of segregation and fuck off back to your own lands

These bodies are nothing but flesh and work hands

And the new army is you

The infrantry is new and it's you

It's front liners have no minds and are legalized

Prix fix with a Pret coffee and a marching stick till the end

Foot flow, drives my mind round the fucking bend

Din dins, get ya din dins, custard chocolate sponge

Din dins, get ya din dins, custard chocolate sponge

Rochester, Rochester, Rochester

Town and down

Rochester, Rochester, Rochester

Town and down