歌詞
Foreign Muck
(Verse 1) I walk the streets of this old Northern town, Where flavors mix and sights abound, But there's just a taste I can't embrace, A world of dishes I won't face. (Pre-Chorus) Chinese food, Yellow and greasy, it just ain't for me, I turn away from what I see, In a world so vast, I close my eyes, To the colors and the spice that I despise (Chorus) Send it all back, I don't want a bite, In my little world, I think I'm right, Send it all back, I won't have a feel, Give me a good old English Meal. (Verse 2) The stink of Indian curry fill the air, But I can't find a reason to care, Its dirty its brown and I dont like it. I wont eat food that smells like shit. (Verse 3) African food so Primitive and dark, no thanks From the land we took with guns and tanks, This dark meat is too rough for me, I miss the Tender kiss of the English sea. (Chorus) (solo) (Outro) Oh - I don't like this foreign muck I said, And I say it until the day Im dead. That you cant beat traditional English grub, Scampi fries, fish and chips and a pint at the pub! Bangers and Mash Fish and chips Shepherd Pie Sunday Dinner, We're on to a winner! Give me a good old English Meal tonight YEAH! a....