He died for his country The first of the fallen From Operation Raise The Colours
The tributes came pouring in From football hooligans And casual sisters and brothers
Banned for life from Bristol City Now he’s banned in Bristol City from life He leaves behind Michele, his wife He leaves his ladders to the flag committee
His life was colourful, it’s said Like the roundabouts he painted red And the thoughts rushing through his head With the pavement straight ahead
He died for his country The first of the fallen From Operation Raise The Colours
My advice: don’t hang the flags at all But if you do, get some footed help from others
Bring back the dancing coppers Bring back community Bring back using lampposts Just the light the street Bring back the dancing coppers Bring back giving a fuck about each other Bring back understanding Whose wealth is expanding
Bring back the dancing coppers Bring back community Bring back using lampposts Just the light the street
Paul lives in a country With no parliament or king His flag has no status Except with racists and their kin Paul lives in a country Where even the roundabouts are white His crusade’s embarrassing And not a pretty sight
Bring back the dancing coppers Bring back community Bring back using lampposts Just the light the street
You can join Reform UK But don’t get excited The party’s for the very rich And you ain’t invited Reform FC is not a team You want to bet your life on Nigel’s not the football type His word can’t be relied on
Bring back the dancing coppers Bring back community Bring back using lampposts Just the light the street
Bring back the experts Bring back the truth Facts don’t have another side For anyone to choose Bring back the right questions Bin the clickbait and the quotes None of your problems Arrived here on small boats
Bring back the dancing coppers Bring back community Bring back using lampposts Just the light the street
If you fly the flag to intimidate If you sneak it up at night If you fly it to say you’re not welcome here If you fly it out of spite Then you don’t fly the flag for me You don’t fly the flag for this country You fly it for the fascists And we will tear it down
Bring back the dancing coppers Bring back community Bring back using lampposts Just the light the street
If you fly the flag to intimidate If you sneak it up at night If you fly it to say you’re not welcome here If you fly it out of spite Then you don’t fly the flag for me You don’t fly the flag for this country You fly it for the fascists And we will tear it down
Steve White & The Protest Family 