Sons and Daughters (of Robin Hood)

We all watched you on a TV
 Quite honourable gentleman apparantly
 Different voices with only on name
 To win my vote and to win the game
 Now some have died to pave the way
 So we can vote come polling-day
 X marks the spot that gives us our voice
 But how do you vote when there isn't a choice
 If you thought that we would do nothing
 You've misunderstood
 For we are the sons and daughters of Robin Hood
 See I remember exclusion zones
 At solstice time around the Stones
 Poll Tax riots at Trafalgar Square
 The rich they got richer the poor were stripped bare
 Builing new roads with no thought for the land
 and the blood of the beanfield is still on your hands
 Now drilling of Shetland will do you just fine
 And you wanted to sell off our forest like you closed down mines
 If you thought that we would do nothing
 You've misunderstood
 For we are the sons and daughters of Robin Hood
 There's nothing to see
 There's nothing to see
 There's nothing to see here
 There's nothing to see
 Won't you just look away
 There's nothing to see here
 England's a green and pleasant land
 It's not there to put cash in your hand
 I see your symbol is the english oaktree
 Is that your idea of irony
 Now millions of eyes have turned upon you
 And each one is watching what you will do
 But all are ready to spoil your game
 For the blood of an outlaw it flows in our veins
 If you thought that we would do nothing
 You've misunderstood
 For we are the sons and daughters of Robin Hood