BRITANNICA

Britannica Britannica
Hungry as the ocean
Sucking souls beneath her crest
Sexy salty sailors
Surfing on her rising breasts
Sinking deep into her waters
Thinking they are blessed

Britannica Britannica
Your impossible unicorns
Your sea of rolling eyes, and your sea-spread hair
With your blue blood and your blood stained dress
And stolen jewels in your hair

Britannica Britannica
You've got your children mesmerised
By the waving of the flag
But your brightest child is a black sheep,
That you cannot seem to gag

Britannica Britannica
Hanging in your limbo
Dancing to no tune
I don't want your plastic heaven
I don't want the hell in you

Britannica Britannica
Hungry as the ocean
Sucking souls beneath her crest
Sexy salty sailors
Surfing on her rising breasts
Sinking deep into her waters
Thinking they are blessed