Song about a dystopian caliphate

They say convert, pay up, or die.

And they look you in the eye.

Knowing you believe the lie.

That inclusion was everybody's friend.

When the truth now we all know. That was the

beginning of the end. You didn't fight back.

You failed to resist. And now the country is

under their fist. Ah, ah, ah,

ah.

No sun, no fun, no sky.

All the music now must

die.

No more thinking thoughts. Sharia council, schools, and courts.

Welcome to Britain under the brand new

caliphate. You're no longer free.

Cover your face, your hair, your feet.

You're now enslaved in a British

caliphate. Don't you love the

British caliphate?

Have one wife, three or four.

When they're knocking on your door.

Asking if you're reciting the Quran.

Telling you you're gay and stoning you today.

No matter if you're a woman or a

man. You didn't say no. You failed, so

it seems. And now you are

under the Islamic regime. Ah,

ah,

ah, ah, ah, ah. No laugh, no dance,

no art.

Kill animals through their

heart.

No more thinking thoughts. Sharia council, schools, and courts.

Welcome to Britain under the, under the brand new

caliphate. You're no longer free.

Cover your face, your hair, your feet.

You're now enslaved in a British

caliphate. Don't you love the

British

caliphate?

They steal your daughter for their wife.

And imprison her for life. Saying she's old

enough at nine. They will

exterminate your dog. A scorpion to your frog.

Don't complain, just keep saying you are fine.

It's far too late, you're way out of

time. About 10 years ago,

that was the line. Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,

ah.

No Christian or infidel.

The whole place feels like

hell.

No more thinking thoughts. Sharia

council, schools, and courts. Welcome to Britain under the brand

new caliphate. You're no longer

free. Cover your face, your hair, your feet.

You're now enslaved in a British

caliphate. Don't you love the

British

caliphate? Yeah.

From the cities to the town. All the people wear a

frown. As they hear the horrendous call to

prayer.

Getting elected into power. Every minute,

every hour. By next week, a Muslim will be

your mayor.

No more thinking thoughts. Sharia council, schools, and courts.

Welcome to Britain under the brand new

caliphate. You're no longer free.

Cover your face, your hair, your feet.

You're now enslaved in a British

caliphate.

Don't you love the British

caliphate?