England's Dreaming

I woke up to the ceiling fan spinning above my head
I didn’t know who you were
You’re not my friend
You’re not my kin
You’re not my goddamn anything
A land of mud, the taste of blood
Just to sweeten up my drink
I don’t think that I recognize this crazy world I’m in
Bury me
Honey I can’t stay awake
'Cause I hate the feeling
Honey I can’t stay awake
'Cause England’s dreaming
Burn my clothes and take my things
And put me on a plane
Just get me far away from here
I’ll even change my name
All my friends are drunk
Blind, deaf and dumb
I’ve got to get away
We’ve been led by a shadow into the shade
Bury me
Honey I can’t stay awake
'Cause I hate the feeling
Honey I can’t stay awake
'Cause England’s dreaming
Honey I can’t stay awake
'Cause England’s dreaming
Honey I can’t stay awake
'Cause England’s dreaming
Bury me
Honey I can’t stay awake
'Cause I hate the feeling
Honey I can’t stay awake
'Cause England’s dreaming