Jerusalem

And did those feet in ancient times
 Walk upon mountains green?
 And was the holy Lamb of God
 On England's pleasant pastures seen?
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 And did the countenance divine
 Shine forth on clouded hills?
 And was Jerusalem
 In the dark satanic mills?
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 It was the fault of the government
 It was the fault of the government
 I was walking down the streets
 When I tripped up on a discarded banana skin
 And on my way down, I caught the side of my head
 On a protruding brick chip
 It was the government's fault
 It was the fault of the government
 I was very let down from the budget
 I was expecting a one million quid handout
 I was very disappointed
 It was the government's fault
 It was the fault of the government
 I became a semi-autistic type person
 And I didn't have a pen, and I didn't have a condom
 It was the fault of the government
 I think I'll emigrate to Sweden or Poland
 And get looked after properly by a government
 Bring me a bowl of burning gold, bring arrows of desire
 Bring me spear, O clouds unfold
 And though I rest from mental fight
 And though sword sleeps in hand
 I will not rest 'til Jerusalem
 Is built in England green and pleasant land
 It was the fault of the government
 It was the fault of the government
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 It was the fault of the government
 It was the fault of the government
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 It was the fault of the government
 It was the fault of the government
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 Of government
 It was the fault of the government
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 It was the fault of the government
 It was the fault of the government
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 Jerusalem, Jerusalem
 It was the fault of government
 It was the fault of government
 Jerusalem