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The British All-American Home Boy Crowd - Wildhearts

"feel a little too white, my chin's a little too tight I've got a mouth and I'm pissed, don't gotta sit on your wrist (... funk), hell, it's Marley and punk guess I'm a little unhip to be on that kinda"

British Disease - Subhumans

"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"

British Summertime - Everything But The Girl

"Leaving at dawn to beat the traffic, do you remember that too? Curled asleep on the back seat, do you remember that too? The soundless dark, the empty road, do you remember that too? And that child asleep,"

British Legion - Kasabian

"See, see how she dances, With that cigarette in her hand. And she, she romances, everybody, like she can. And she, brings to light, and catches me again. In life, I've seen some wonders, I've played my"

British Mode - Goose

"Give me a reason to cool you down, an explanation I'm gonna lift you to up a crown, a great location I try to hit it hard Give me a reason This ain't no heart attack No moderation Give me a reason to"

Great British Mistake - The Adverts

"The great British mistake was looking for a way out, Was getting complacent, not noticing The pulse was racing. The mistake was fighting. The change, was staying the same. It couldn't adapt so it couldn't"

Great British Mistake - Adverts

"The Great British Mistake was looking for a way out, was getting complacent, not noticing the pulse was racing - the mistake was fighting the change, was staying the same. It couldn't adapt so it couldn't"

Shit British Tour - Peter And The Test Tube Babies

"Brighton- They stood at the bar, London- Too stuck up, Cornwall- Too far to go. Shit tour, we should have stayed at home, I don't wanna go on no shit British tour no more. Retford- Tight promoter, Liverpool-"

British Air Rage - Finley Quaye

"Tell me your psalms and I'll tell you mine Manic preachers Slippery road to Wales Boat with no sail Sending people off the rails An angel's on your tail And it's too dark Brutality Impartiality is"

British racing green - Black Box Recorder

"Everybody needs to dreamRomance and love and eight hours sleepA little cottage by the seaA glass of gin, a box of chocolatesTo be both wanted and decideTo move away when we retireNo hell or heaven in-betweenBritish"

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