A Land Fit for Zeros Songtext
von The Proclaimers

Hold hands with the person to your right
Hold hands and try to look sincere-o
Tell them, though you don′t know their name
That you still can feel their pain
Yeah you still can feel their pain
We'll sing (We′ll sing) "Jerusalem" now boys (Sing Jerusalem, Jerusalem)
As we build a land fit for zeroes
It's all that I can do to stop
Fake tears from welling up
Fake tears from welling up
If you thought this was your country
You can just forget it, forget it
You're too old, you′re too poor, you′re too posh
You'll never get in here wearing that my dear


Don′t smoke, don't smack
Don′t eat red meat
This is a tolerant land fit for zeroes
And if you're lost just hear my call
"Mediocrity is all, mediocrity is all"
If you thought this was your country
You can just forget it, forget it
You′re too old, you're too poor, you're too posh
You′ll never get in here wearing that my dear
That past is all forgotten now
This is a young, modern land fit for zeroes
And if we fight, it′s only when
We're guaranteed to win, we can be guaranteed to win

And should you, just stray
Just hear my call
"Mediocrity is all, mediocrity is all"