Subhumans
British Disease

Hatred in the hearts of the young population
Riots in the streets of the "civilised" nation.
Was it the poverty? Was it the police?
No - it's the British disease.
The inbred snobbery.
The patriot law.
Violence and robbery.
The state declares war.

The youth of today with a broken voice.
Have got something to say - they ain't got a choice.
Racist police - backed by the state.
Wipe out the ghetto and build up the hate.
All the wrong answers.
All the wrong ideas.
The riot lasts a day.
But the problem lasts for years.

The great British public they can't understand.
Why should there be riots in this civilised land?
Why is the country being pulled to its knees?
Ignorance is the British disease.
Ignorance is the British disease.
Ignorance is the British disease.
Ignorance is your disease.
Ignorance and apathy.
Ignorance and bigotry.

You found it all so easy to ignore the people who complained
And let their anger rise in flames.
You thought this country was so great.
That nobody could ever hate the way the system treated them
And then you wondered why they burnt your buildings down.


Mirror lyrics:

And then you wondered why they burnt your buildings down.
That nobody could ever hate the way the system treated them
You thought this country was so great.
And let their anger rise in flames.
You found it all so easy to ignore the people who complained

Ignorance and bigotry.
Ignorance and apathy.
Ignorance is your disease.
Ignorance is the British disease.
Ignorance is the British disease.
Ignorance is the British disease.
Why is the country being pulled to its knees?
Why should there be riots in this civilised land?
The great British public they can't understand.

But the problem lasts for years.
The riot lasts a day.
All the wrong ideas.
All the wrong answers.
Wipe out the ghetto and build up the hate.
Racist police - backed by the state.
Have got something to say - they ain't got a choice.
The youth of today with a broken voice.

The state declares war.
Violence and robbery.
The patriot law.
The inbred snobbery.
No - it's the British disease.
Was it the poverty? Was it the police?
Riots in the streets of the "civilised" nation.
Hatred in the hearts of the young population


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