Letra da Música Mistress England de Emmy The Great

Lay down your hopes, oh mistress england.
Take all your hopes and lay them down.
Fold up your clean, white invitations.
You have no need to keep them now.

He found a queen. he chose another.
Your little girl: he'll never love her.
You tried your best -- time to retire.
Go plant a garden. sit by the fire.

With all those plans, all of the plans
You spend most your life holding in place,
That you cast forth, back from st. andrews --
Well, you can take it from its frame.

He found a queen. he chose another.
Your little girl: she's undiscovered.
Forget the uncle. forget the brother.
Oh mistress england...

You taught her how to ride, and how to sing,
How to agree with anything.
Now she's so tasteful. now she's so graceful.
Oh you hate so to be wasteful.

So weep for her. weep for your station.
Weep 'cause of tax and immigration.
This country's going to conflagration.
Oh mistress england...

And, oh, the bells are ringing.
The bells are ringing.
No celebration, no celebration here.
No celebration, no celebration here.

Lay down your hopes, oh mistress england.
Take all your hopes, and throw them out.
You did you best, but you were outdone.
There is no way to climb it down.

He found a queen. he chose another.
Your little girl, she's undiscovered
Lay down your hopes. the dream is over.
Oh england, the dream is over.