The (British) Citizen

The (British) Citizen

Went out for a drink one Friday night

And ended up nearly getting into a fight

It wasn’t my fault; I was being polite

And I didn’t really have much choice

I was innocently standing at the bar

Talking to a stranger “blah di blah”

When he crossed the line, went a bit too far

Shouting in a very loud voice:

“An asylum seeker or a refugee

Coming over here and getting stuff for free

Should NOT be allowed in MY country

And I’m not a racist BUT……

What are they coming over here for?

Do you want a Muslim living next door?

This country’s full we can’t take more

Our borders should be SHUT!

I’m not a racist but I have to say

Why should all that tax I pay

Go to foreign places far away

No I’m not a racist BUT……

There's too many of 'em over here

Our women and children live in fear

Enoch Powell had the right idea

His vision was clear CUT

I’m not a racist but I don’t see

Why I should feel any sympathy

If someone coming here illegally

Winds up getting DROWNED

Our economy’s in bits

All immigrants claiming benefits

At the cost of us hard working Brits

Should be shipped homeward BOUND

I’m not a racist I’ve got a black mate

It’s only Muslims that I hate

They’re the ones that refuse to integrate

They need to UNDERSTAND

That this is England, not Iran

Or Syria or Pakistan

We read the Bible not the Quran

And the Burka should be BANNED

I’m not a racist I’m a UKIP man

British citizen TOMMY fan

I hate the European plan

But I’m not a racist RIGHT?

I want to go back to the good old days

Of British culture British ways

When Rule Britannia ruled the waves

Predominantly WHITE!”

At first I didn’t know what to say

And normally I keep trouble at bay

But I was tired and I’d had a bad day

And the drink had gone to my head

So I stood there a while and thought for a bit

Bought another beer, had a sip of it

And with an angry face and a mouth full of spit

I turned to the man and said:

“I’m sorry but I have to disagree

That’s a racist rant as far as I can see

I don’t even know why you’re talking to me

You say you’re not a racist BUT…….

Your BRITAIN FIRST badge, Your Powell tattoo

Your TOMMY ROBINSON point of view

Tells me all I need to know about you

Your mind is clearly SHUT!

You say you’re not a racist and then imply

That British born Muslims should wave GOODBYE

And refugees should be left to DIE

You say you’re not a racist BUT…….

Your message came through loud and clear

You don’t want immigrants living here

So you preach the hatred and the fear

Of a bigoted far right NUT

I don’t want to know what’s in your head

You should have told someone else instead

Someone a little bit more brain dead

Would agree with what you say

All the people you hate are human too

With needs and feelings just like you

What would you think if I said to you

I’m happy for them to STAY?

You say you’re not a racist and then you state

That it’s only Muslims that you hate

Cos they refuse to integrate

But you need to UNDERSTAND

That Britain’s a multicultural place

With all kinds of creed, colour and race

Every woman’s got a right to cover their face

And the burka should NOT be banned!

And as for UKIP let me explain

I don’t care if you voted leave or remain

The stuff that’s going on inside your brain

Is far from being alright

The working class never ruled the waves

In the past we weren’t much more than slaves

If you want to go back to those good old days

You really are full of SHITE!”

And with that being said I turned away

Being quite prepared to let it lay

But the nationalist looked far from OK

And he didn’t want let it rest

He called me a “Traitor” and a “Left wing dick”

A “Muslim lover” and a “COMMUNIST prick”

And he said I had a face he’d love to kick

And he poked me in the chest

And I thought “I’m not putting up with that”

So I looked him in the eye and said “YOU PRAT”

And as he smiled like a Cheshire cat

A voice whispered in my ear;

“Don’t mess with him he’s a nutcase son

The best thing you can do is RUN

Don’t try and take him on mate you’ll get done

It’s time you was out of HERE”

A group of bouncers dragged me outside

Saying “He’s our mate, you’ve hurt his pride”

As from the entrance the NATIONALIST cried

“I’ll kill the little SHIT!”

And as he shouted he slung a chair

He didn’t notice or even care

That there were other people everywhere

It was like he was he having a FIT!

I ran as the bouncers held him back

But the chair in the air was still on track

It exploded landed me with a “CRACK”

That’ll haunt me in my dreams

And the ranting and the raving could still be heard

The poisonous HATRED, every word

Not a trace of HUMANITY  could be inferred

In those maniacal SCREAMS

But what kept me awake when I turned off the light

Was so many others thought he was right

I was well and truly outnumbered that night

Not sharing his point of view

And that night I nearly paid the price

For not keeping schtum, or being nice

But then again why I should think twice?

I’m a BRITISH CITIZEN too