Lyrics:My Land Is Burning

by Andy Partridge

My land is burning and yet I smell no smoke no one's laughing here which is strange my dear as the government's a joke my land is burning and yet I see no flame we just smoulder mad while the fat cats add all our savings to their name pity me pity me my fair lady pity me if you can as I stabbed myself with a small black cross when I voted for that man my land is burning yet nothing is alight but the hell mouth doors of department stores while the old must freeze all night my land is burning yet nothing good's consumed but the countryside by the cars you ride while in tarmac we're entombed pity me pity me my fair lady pity me if you can as I stabbed myself with a small black cross when I voted for that man And my land is burning yet nowhere is it warm just the street stripped bare by the crack head stare of the brain dead skateboy swarm And my land is burning while government still lied you underestimate all our quiet hate and the fire still burns inside.