Step toe step toe step in the wet woodlands all the water voles in the dance,
Wiggle your jelly to the left of the strimmer and
join the travelling badger palance!
Further left and don’t you come back to these
Woods you learnt to walk with the ants
cause jelly babies and high court bailiffs are rackin up pylon lines in the trance

CHORUS
Bash me up while you thieve the land
Leave a gash for the wild to roam
Hs2 put your tummy out and
Compulsory purchase order that home !

Translocate an ancient woodland
By moving the topsoil and
your hawks’ll get all the nesting birds cause if you kill’m that’s a criminal act,
Permission to bypass mitigate
life in a woodland of thousands of years
they’ll pass it through cause they’re actually you they’re the
créme on the cock of the dancing bear

Chorus.
Bash me up while you thieve the land
Leave a gash for the wild to roam
Hs2 put your tummy out and
Compulsory purchase order that home !



Can we come into your bricks and mortar
Hope you don’t mind if we look around
We won’t contaminate your drinking water cause drilling the aquifer should be sound,
If you deny us entry into your homes or disagree with our plans
Well here’s an injunction and on it quite clearly states at the bottom VABLAAAMM

Chorus
Bash me up while you thieve the land
Leave a gash for the wild to roam
Hs2 put your tummy out and
Compulsory purchase order that home !


They fence in, we pull the fence down again
We do absolutely nothing and they choke us out and then
They look bigger but we tickle diggers
we’re learning to dance on Britain’s bald head

No fixed time I spent near Uxbridge
No fixed time doing nothing at all constable
Sign me tits Chris Packham I’m
Learning to dance for the hs2 ball

Did you hear of the woman that died in her garden of shock while hs2 did evict?
Our nose they broke, our thumb they burnt or our head they cracked while finishing shift?
Non-swearing direct action training it was suggested, by a keyboard warrior pushing the buttons to legitimise the company’s death

Well that sings a song and it isn’t very long
All cops are well meaning
Doo Dee diddledey deee
The second verse is the same as the first but a
Little bit calmer and wash your hand first
All cops are well meaning dee di diddledey deeee

It’s not that I think swearing is the only effective fucking strategy plan,
But exclusively non-swearing undermines a defence of the land if we’re talking about rigging platforms for the
Spat on, shat on and marginalised
If not by the swearing criminals
Who the fuck dyou think we’ll be led by

If not by the swearing criminals
Who know too well the taste of the blight
If not by the swearing criminals
Would it be people who’ve not had to swear to survive and
Where would priorities lie
Would it be homelessness or collectible wines
Non-swearing is a tactic not the foundation of the governments demise

The civilised, and the swear word users
May we all learn the rich history of movements
Some softly urinate
Some pile shite
Policing tactics carries the blight

And it isn’t swearing to
sneak into a compound
And whisper a couple of little fockoffs
Into the tank of a digger
Dee di diddledey doo Di diddledey Dee Di diddledey dee,
When no one’s around in the middle of the night
Dee Di diddledey daeeee

As long as jelly tots get imprisonment
You’ll hear a whole swear word sentence
It’ll shake the ornate tea cups
Without the will to repent

Chorus.
Bash me up while you thieve the land
Leave a gash for the wild to roam
Hs2 put your tummy out and
Compulsory purchase order that home !


They fence in, we pull the fence down again
We do absolutely nothing and they choke us out and then
They look bigger but we tickle diggers
we’re learning to dance on Britain’s bald head

No fixed time I spent near Uxbridge
No fixed time doing nothing at all constable
Sign me tits Chris Packham I’m
Learning to dance for the hs2 ball