Lyrics Internationalle - Paul Draper

While parliament sleeps
Those nationalists scream
Are they different from the führer himself?
Highly trained at their jobs
You're a tiny little cog
You're going to cause a war or two
You tin-pot snotty little nationalist

The Internationalle, ah

The Internationalle
Britannia rules the waves
Mr. Johnson, you naughty boy
And Trump has had his day

Thank God we're out alive
But only for today
Salute The Internationalle
Because Britannia rules the waves

It's the ideal job
It's definitely you
Cut through all of the wheat and all of that chaff
Little England's a joke
You're a tiny little cog
You're going to cause a war or two
You tin-pot snotty little nationalist

The Internationalle, ah

The Internationalle
Britannia rules the waves
Mr. Johnson, you naughty boy
And Trump has had his day

Thank God we're out alive
But only for today
Salute The Internationalle
Because Britannia rules the waves

Mr. Johnson, Mr. Johnson

The Internationalle
Britannia rules the waves
Mr. Johnson, you naughty boy
And Trump has had his day

Thank God we're out alive
But only for today
Salute The Internationalle
Because Britannia rules the waves

The Internationalle
Britannia rules the waves
Mr. Johnson, you naughty boy
And Trump has had his day

Thank God we're out alive
But only for today
Salute The Internationalle
Because Britannia rules the waves