On our trip to England I noticed something obscene

People still actually give a shit about the Queen

Though London girls aren't snobs at all

and Brighton's lovely in the Fall

Left alone to drive ourselves on the opposite side

Man it was a miracle that nobody died

Hanging out with Steven Drew, Theo,

Paul and Sorrel too

Eating at Welcome Breaks daily

We danced in Leeds with Brit Pop Haley



Performing with the Apples

and then crashing at the Wrights

Bitching because Steven booked us

on such early flights

Always in a foggy haze

because we hadn't slept for days

Every single one of our London cabbies played 

The most truly repellent techno music ever made 

But they'll drop you without hesitation if you try changing the station



Up to our necks in crisps and litter

in the van we dubbed the Gary Glitter