Ode to Britannia Chords by Seb Lowe

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_ _ [A] _ _ [C#m] _ _ So are ya!
Right [G#m] wing shit [C#m] face, always [B] so concerned with [C#m] race
Smarter [G#] than the others and [C#m] he knows [B] it
What are ya [C#m] then?
Are ya left [G#] leaning?
Just a bit
[C#] You dirty fucking communist, get [G#] real, it's never worked
[C#m] You know that you're [B] gonna outgrow [C#m] it
Central [G#] nuanced, [C#m] not clouded [B] with influence
[C#m] _ [G#] Educated, [C#m] indecisive, bystander
Left, right, far [G#m] right, far [C#m] left
Now it's hitting [B] the same [C#m] nest, both [G#m] fucking me in [C#m] the middle
[B] _ _
[C#m] Karl Marx, Cain Smith, couldn't ever [B] say [C#m] shit
_ [G#] Instinctory, [C#m] hard labor, [B] head liberal
[C#m] I'll [A] take my land, I'll [E] make my land and [B] I'm sure
[C#m] There's nothing [A] great [E] about Britain [C#m] _
anymore
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[C#m] _ _ _ _ If you're so good at fucking learning
When you learn about your past, [B] fine
[C#m] We inquire [G#m] states, fear [C#m] hostility
[B] Are the ruling [C#m] class sure that you're born?
And when you are [B] so, [C#m] tell me, where does [G#] your mind [C#m] go? _ _ _
Energy [G#m] companies profit in [C#m] crisis
Medical [B] companies profit in [C#m] crisis
Wrecking your [G#m] government profits in [C#m] crisis
Is it so [B] easy to profit in [Dm] crisis?
I took a look [Am] at your history, [Dm] many a book, [C] many a century
[Dm] Murder and killing, more [Am] murder conspiracy
[Dm] Year by year by [C] year, nothing is [D#m] different
So [A#m] backwards, how you gonna [D#m] sort it?
Run [C#] away, then you come back [D#m] crawling
Make a [A#m] plan, then you're the [D#m] tyrant
You had [C#] freedom, somebody [Em] bought it
I swore that I [Bm] would set out to do [E] something
I came back with [Bm] nothing, now I can do [Em] nothing
There's nothing much [G] good in that, it's fine
I [A#] don't fucking [A] care what it used to be [Em] like
I'll [C] take my land, I'll [G] make my land and [D] I'm sure
[Em] There's nothing [C] great [G] about Britain [D] anymore
[Em] I'll [C] take my land, I'll [G] make my land and I'm [D] sure
[Em] There's nothing [C] great [Em] about Britain _
When words [C] against the system are [G] dismissed as [D] complaints
Then [Em] complaint has [C] no value, [G] words have [D] no place
[Em] Regenerate [C] your leaders [G] with a copy [D] and paste
[Em] Don't argue, [C] then it trickles [G] down, say it to [D] their face
[Em] When privilege [C] determined [G] potential, who [D] are you?
[Em] Most politicians [C] went to [G] the same three [D] schools
[Em] Money, drugs [C] and Hollywood, [G] the idea [D] maybe you [Em] could
Move away [C] and start anew, [G] people that [D] ever helped you
[Em] I care a lot, [C] that's all I've [G] got, I wouldn't let [D] my people [Em] rot
_ [C] _ [G] Smart [D] blokes on the news, [Em] ten [C] ways the world [G] fucking lies [D] to you
[Em] When every [C] complaint is [G] rejected, [D] is it not?
Take [Em] every word [C] against the system, [Em] get your blood [D] fucking pumping
[Em] Complaints [C] will forever [G] be [D] ineffective
[Em] And words [C] mean [G] nothing
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