This is the tale of old England   We've got rocks and coke   We've got kids that smoke   Pram pushers and devil's folk in old England      What's the weather, sunshine or rain?   Smiling faces asking for a change   Watch the news   Could grow great again, again      From the harvest to the flatlands   We're for sale in old England   From the back streets to the old lanes   We're for sale in old England   In old England      Where every penny's pinched in old England   What's the weather, sunshine or rain?   Smiling faces asking for a change   Watch the news   Could we grow great again      From the harvest to the flatlands   We're for sale in old England   From the back streets to the old lanes   We're for sale in old England   In old England      Well, here's a hand in my pocket   There's a fight for my life   He was sitting on the fence   When they moved to the right      The sham is a shame   And there's always the rain   And everybody's loving it      From the harvest to the flatlands   We're for sale in old England   From the back streets to the old lanes   We're for sale in old England      From the harvest to the flatlands   We're for sale in old England   From the back streets to the old lanes   We're for sale in old England   In old England