England is your land, England is my land

From the shopping centre to the bandstand

From the football stadium to the public libraryEngland was made for you and me

This town is our town, this town is free

So why are you acting like you own Eastleigh

You′re buying up houses like Monopoly

But you're playing with our lives and our smalltown dreams

This town is our town, this town is free

So why are you acting like you own Eastleigh

You′re buying up houses like Monopoly

But you're playing with our lives and our smalltown dreams

Back from Los Angeles

But London ain't a vibe with Covid-19

So I jumped in my Skoda from A to Be in Eastleigh

Look out for my bro with his disabilities

A roof over our head, a place to sleep

But then the roof started falling on the balcony

Concrete falling from 30 feet

The doctor said it woulda killed us clean

Not to mention the old granny who lives beneath

Who′d already been fleeced

By this ′Property Management Company'

That wouldn′t fix it

We asked "Can we fix it?" "No you can't"

Don′t even start, if they own the land

You can't even fix your own roof

You lease the building, yeah that′s the truth

They do nothing and charge you their weight in gold

Look it up: it's called 'Fleecehold′

This town is our town, this town is free

So why are you acting like you own Eastleigh

You′re buying up houses like Monopoly

But you're playing with our lives and our smalltown dreams

This town is our town, this town is free

So why are you acting like you own Eastleigh

You′re buying up houses like Monopoly

But you're playing with our lives and our smalltown dreams

There ain′t no pictures of you online so let me describe:

You look like the Monopoly Guy and you act like him too

Collecting money's about all that you do

You shut down the Residents Group

One attempted suicide, you still threatened to sue

Old & lonely how you like ′em

13-grand for a lick of paint by Granny's nightstand

This stuff ain't secret it′s on the newsstand

But people switch to the Kardashians

Idolise the rich and their vulgar fashions

Zooming round in you Ferrari, it ain′t hard to see

Where you got that Patagonia fleece

You own the land, and you rent the lease

No recourse to the law, it's the same story

Robbers get richer as long as we′ve got the Tories

In the meantime, let's do something concrete

Before you buy or rent, find out who owns the concrete

Upon which it stands

And if you′re already run by a Fleecehold

Kick 'em out like a can, if you can

This town is our town, this town is free

So why are you acting like you own Eastleigh

You′re buying up houses like Monopoly

But you're playing with our lives and our smalltown dreams

This town is our town, this town is free

So why are you acting like you own Eastleigh

You're buying up houses like Monopoly

But you′re playing with our lives and our smalltown dreams

Won′t mention your names 'cause you′re liable to wear a suit

Eastleigh Council got authority, like Jackie Weaver in a zoom

Nah: this is bigger than you & me

This is the fire at Grenfell, it's the hoarders of PPE

It′s the music industry crushing dreams

It's Ludlow Music even monetising Woody Guthrie

What about me? My only property

Is of my limited brain capacity

"Write it. Sing it. Swing to it. Yodel it." For free

Just mention that I wrote it

Come and see my shows, buy a physical copy

If I get enough dough I′ll buy a place in Eastleigh

It's a roof for someone else to sleep safely

'Cause this town is my town, this town is free

This is smalltown England

(England was made for you and me)

England is your land, England is my land

From the shopping centre to the bandstand

From the football stadium to the public library

England was made for you and me