18-30

Reverend and the Makers

Je, je suis anglais,
I stay in bed past midday,
But in the night time I play,
Smash up your hotel it's okay.

I wanna get away, on a holiday.
I wanna get away, on a holiday.

Dos bier mate, por favor
Don't see the sun 'til I've got four
Put on my best shirt, I'm gonna score
Two San Miguels and we'll hit the floor.

I wanna get away, on a holiday.
La la la la la la
I wanna get away, on a holiday.
La la la la la la

Je je je suis anglais
I know you think that we're all the same
And causing trouble is our forte
In Portugal, France, Greece or Spain

I wanna get away, on a holiday.
La la la la la la
I wanna get away, on a holiday.
La la la la la la
I wanna get away, on a holiday.
La la la la la la
I wanna get away, on a holiday

Rotate the loungers as the sun goes round
Screaming royal brittania while the shit goes down
And I wanna get away, I wanna get away from you.

La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la