How sad are we ?
And how sad have we been ?
We’ll let you know
We’ll let you know
Oh, but only if – you’re really interested
You wonder how
We’ve stayed alive ‘till now
We’ll – we’ll let you know
We’ll let you know
Ah, but only if – you’re really interested
We’re all smiles
Then, honest, i swear, it’s the turnstiles
That make us hostile
Over there …
Over there, over there
Over there …
Over there …
We will descend
On anyone unable to defend
Themselves
Over there …
Over there, over there
Over there
Over there
And the songs we sing
They’re not supposed to mean a thing
La, la, la, la …
Over there
Oh …
You’re lonely
Oh … you’re lonely
Oh …
Your arsenal !
We may seem cold, or
We may even be
The most depressing people you’ve ever known
At heart, what’s left, of course we know
That we are the last truly british people you’ll ever know
We are the last truly british people that you wouldn’t want to know
Oh, so …
