A Good Old Fashioned Town Songtext
von Paul Heaton

The nearer the border
The higher they hoist the flag
Like the father of the house wants the world to know
The race he′d like his daughters to shag

And the louder they sing their anthem
The more likely their history graced
With that badge kissing, fanfare blowing
Idiot painted face


Everyone stands up
When they hear those trumpets sound
Everyone stand up
In a good old fashioned town
If you can't tell what they′re singing
It's usually who they'd like to drown
In a flag waving, chest beating
Good old fashioned town

When someone starts a sentence
With "I′m not racist but"
You that the sentence is bound to end
With where they think they should be put

So next time you hear them singing
Of a land so free and brave
You know the place they hang their flag
Is where they hung their slave

Flying flag is just another way
The insecure announce they′re here to stay
So if you love your country and love your fellow man
Display please as quietly as you can