On that fateful day the budgie had a stroke
 1940's bliss...how could it come to this?

 Forgotten things they once knew
 And now there's really only one thing left to do
 But I think that I'm more scared
 Because this country doesn't care

 And one day this will all be yours
 And one day this will all be yours
 And one day this will all be yours
 And one day this will all be yours

 But there were bluer skies
 When you were just a twinkle in our eyes
 Oh but you don't have to stay
 But thank you anyway