Now we've entered New Britannia   Lord don't tell me   Love won't work   I've seen my face   Of course I know my place   Yes, I started life retarded   Voices told me, take your chances   So I run through all the things   I've said and done   Is it too late to find someone?   I lie in wait to be undone   By anyone   In bars from Perth to Hampstead we crowd   And canonise the stupid   Still proud, the pavements full,   the praise is loud   At last a victim well endowed   With every quality allowed   The truth will out   Some thrive, we try to keep ourselves alive   Strike first, the rich must be deprived   Or Highgate armies will arrive   I've seen the right   Love won't work   We've lost the urge   Love won't work   Now I come first   Love won't work   We've lost the urge   Love won't work   Now I come first