
In a land where the rain never fails to pour, Tea and biscuits, we always want more, Queueing up, it's an art, we know the score, From Land's End to the Scottish shore. From the red phone boxes to the Union Jack, Fish and chips by the sea, we're coming back, Sunday roasts and the cricket match, We’ve got that charm, it’s a British catch. Oh, we’re British, can’t you see? With our humour and our cup of tea, From Big Ben to the Queen’s decree, We’re quirky, we’re proud, we’re Eurovision free! Morning papers and a cheeky laugh, Driving 'round the roundabouts, it’s quite the craft, Weather talk, it’s a British graft, From the Beatles to the latest chart. Cobbled streets and the old town square, Royal weddings and the village fair, Rainy days, we don’t really care, We’ve got our brollies, we’re always prepared. Oh, we’re British, can’t you see? With our humour and our cup of tea, From Big Ben to the Queen’s decree, We’re quirky, we’re proud, we’re Eurovision free! Let’s raise a toast to the English Rose, To Scotland’s lochs and the Welsh coast, Northern Ireland’s stories told, Together we stand, together we hold. Oh, we’re British, can’t you see? With our humour and our cup of tea, From Big Ben to the Queen’s decree, We’re quirky, we’re proud, we’re Eurovision free! So here we are, in Eurovision’s light, With our British quirks, we shine so bright, From morning’s dawn to the quiet night, We’re the UK, and we’re alright!
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