The Brits come back to Dover With our hovercraft and hats With slogans on our T-shirts And salmonella snacks Our beer is warm and cloudy Like the water in our taps A welcome on the quayside When the Brits come rolling back You set 'em up, we'll knock 'em down We are the champion diplomats You set 'em up, we'll knock 'em down When the Brits come rolling back The Brits come back to Dover Wearing blazers and cravats We ponce about in Volvos Full of beaujolais in racks Our flesh is singed a lobster red And peeling from the backs Of screaming savage children When the Brits come rolling back You set 'em up, we'll knock 'em down We are the champion diplomats You set 'em up, we'll knock 'em down When the Brits come rolling back The Brits come back to Dover With our tolerance and tact Our famous sense of humour And behaviour at the match We shout about who won the war And roam around in packs You'd hardly know it's over When the Brits come rolling back You set 'em up, we'll knock 'em down We are the champion diplomats You set 'em up, we'll knock 'em down When the Brits come rolling back