[Verse 1] Friday Thirteenth changed the tide, No more retreat, no more to hide. Great Yarmouth called, he stood with pride, For truth and justice side by side. In Parliament he raised his voice, To challenge drift and hollow choice. Not sent to blend, not sent to poise, But sent to fight, to break the noise. [Pre-Chorus] Warnings logged then cast aside, While fear and silence chose to hide. Process ruled with paper shield, Yet victims’ cries were left concealed. [Chorus] Restore the courage, take a stand, Restore the law across the land. Restore the trust in heart and hand, Restore our home, Restore this land. [Verse 2] He heard the truth from tearful eyes, Of covered guilt and crafted lies. Of risks avoided for disguise, While evil thrived beneath the skies. Committees met and speeches rang, Yet still the doors of power clang. Delay became the system’s slang, While justice choked and freedoms sang. [Pre-Chorus] Not one alone could hold the blame, The culture fed a silent flame. Responsibility thin as air, So none stood firm, none chose to care. [Chorus] Restore the courage, take a stand, Restore the law across the land. Restore the trust in heart and hand, Restore our home, Restore this land. [Verse 3] No cosmetic change or hue, No polished badge in turquoise blue. But restoration bold and true, A deeper shift in what we do. Borders strong and laws applied, No endless drift, no open tide. Shared respect and language guide, A nation standing unified. [Chorus] Restore the courage, take a stand, Restore the law across the land. Restore the trust in heart and hand, Restore our home, Restore this land. [Verse 4] Welfare shaped by work and aim, Protect the frail, reject the game. If strength remains you bear the same, Responsibility not blame. Cut the tax on risk and trade, Let small firms thrive unafraid. End the maze the rules have made, Let British industry cascade. [Chorus] Restore the courage, take a stand, Restore the law across the land. Restore the trust in heart and hand, Restore our home, Restore this land. [Rap Verse] Culture built on safe retreat, Risk avoided, truth discreet. Fear of labels, fear of heat, While justice fell beneath their feet. Files ignored and warnings stored, Duty bent and trust outpoured. Voices strong but doors still barred, Survivors left with battle scarred. Spread the blame so none would fall, Thin accountability for all. Process praised in marble hall, Outcome mattered not at all. Now a banner raised on high, No more managed slow goodbye. From local roots the branches fly, With open gaze and steady eye. Men and women from the field, Skill and grit their chosen shield. Not career hands that never yield, But builders ready for the field. Restore the courage, clear and bright, Restore the standard wrong and right. Restore the will to stand and fight, Restore our future into light. [Verse 5] No easy road, no sugar line, But honest truth by firm design. Short term strain for long term spine, To guard the house and mark the line. Britain still has hearts of gold, With skill and strength and courage bold. Awaiting leadership untold, To break the drift and break the mould. [Pre Outro] Tell your friends and take your place, Form new branches, set the pace. From town to coast let hope embrace, A nation finding strength and grace. [Outro] Friday Thirteenth lit the flame, Restore Britain is the name. From whispered doubt to open claim, To guard our home and stake our claim. [Chorus] Restore the courage, take a stand, Restore the law across the land. Restore the trust in heart and hand, Restore our home, Restore this land.
