America

Coyne

The little boats in Millwall Docks are bobbing on the sea
The sailors that are all aboard are pointing to Liberty
The Pearly Queens from Tooting Bec are racing across the grass
They're heading for the coastline cause they all have got their pass
And the miners up from Durham are running through the West End
Old England is on the blink, Old England's round the bend
We're going to America, the land of the free, statue of Liberty
Oh America, the land of the free, statue of Liberty.
Well the gangster man holds out his hand and says, "Hello son"
Gives me his bloddied legs, says I'm the chosen one
And the President in the White House salutes me as I pass
He says I'm a favoured citizen as he sits with tea on the grass
And my mother and my brother and my sister too are joining me in the fun
My father's at the head of us all and he is carrying a gun
Oh America, the land of the free, statue of Liberty
I said America, the land of the free, statue of Liberty
I said America, the land of disease
Oh America
I said America, the land of deep freeze
I said America, the land of the free
Oh America, the land of the free
Statue of Liberty, oh