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'' Our Great Country Can Stand On Its Own ''
Cameron threatened to take us out,
If he didn't get what he wanted,
His empty threats held no clout,
Now with Europe he is being taunted.
No wars or disputes were ever mentioned,
While he played his dead man's hand,
Though his quest was well intentioned,
The E.U. now intends to expand.
Now he claims it's all doom and gloom,
There'll be a third world war,
Our beloved country will no longer bloom,
But he cannot explain what for.
Five more countries wait in the wings,
88 million is the combined population.
Think of the pressure on us this brings,
If some decide to live in our nation.
The remain campaign are now in a panic,
The majority of us may vote to leave,
Now their falsehoods border on manic,
Our exit will make the rich grieve.
Now the threat is, to the back of the queue,
If we dare to upset their ways,
Real Britons know that isn't true,
This is not the end of our days.
Now is our time let's take control,
Ignore all the lies and deceit
Make it our mission to win back our soul,
Victory will taste ever so sweet.
The British people will not be fooled,
It's for the voters to let it be known,
By lies and falsehoods we will not be ruled,
' Our Great Country Can Stand On Its Own '
If he didn't get what he wanted,
His empty threats held no clout,
Now with Europe he is being taunted.
No wars or disputes were ever mentioned,
While he played his dead man's hand,
Though his quest was well intentioned,
The E.U. now intends to expand.
Now he claims it's all doom and gloom,
There'll be a third world war,
Our beloved country will no longer bloom,
But he cannot explain what for.
Five more countries wait in the wings,
88 million is the combined population.
Think of the pressure on us this brings,
If some decide to live in our nation.
The remain campaign are now in a panic,
The majority of us may vote to leave,
Now their falsehoods border on manic,
Our exit will make the rich grieve.
Now the threat is, to the back of the queue,
If we dare to upset their ways,
Real Britons know that isn't true,
This is not the end of our days.
Now is our time let's take control,
Ignore all the lies and deceit
Make it our mission to win back our soul,
Victory will taste ever so sweet.
The British people will not be fooled,
It's for the voters to let it be known,
By lies and falsehoods we will not be ruled,
' Our Great Country Can Stand On Its Own '
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`` Our Great Country Can Stand On Its Own ``
`` Our Great Country Can Stand On Its Own ``
