You are so alone in kensington palace
We should be content in these damp terraces
Thank you for this view from our council estates
I hope you have really guillotined your own head

I crown myself, myself a king
And declare a first republic
We want to play, yes we want to play
In burnt out palace ruins

You once gave us war, racism and slavery
Cut out all our tongues and fucked our industry
Now you've revealed something, you're human after all this
But let's clap our hands and fuck our dear princess

I crown myself, myself a king
And declare a first republic
We want to play, yes we want to play
In burnt out palace ruins

I crown myself, myself a king
And declare a first republic
We want to play, yes we want to play
In burnt out palace ruins

I crown myself, myself a king
And declare a first republic
We want to play, yes we want to play
In burnt out palace ruins

• A Vision of Dead Desire
• Ain't Goin' Down
• Are Mothers Saints
• Black Garden
• Black Holes for The Young
• Bored Out of My Mind
• Buildings for Dead People
• Close My Eyes
• Comfort Comes
• Dead Passive
• Dead Trees & Traffic Islands
• Dead Yankee Drawl
• Democracy Coma
• Donkeys
• First Republic
• Hanging On
• Hibernation
• Last Exit on Yesterday
• Love Torn Us Under
• Montana/autumn/78
• Never Want Again
• New Art Riot
• No One Knows What It's Like to Be Me
• Patrick Bateman
• Prologue to History
• Rp Mcmurphy
• Sculpture of Man
• Sepia
• Socalist Serenade
• Sorrow 16
• Soul Contamination
• Starlover
• Strip It Down
• Suicide Alley
• Teenage 20/20
• Too Cold Here
• Us Against You
• Valley Boy
• We Her Majesty's Prisoners