Rule not Britannia

I feel ashamed of Britain and its songs
My   own mixed blood will rise up and complain
The poor are slaves ;  our rulers  did grave wrongs

I am not proud,all hate the ones who’re shunned
We, foreign ,mixed, however  did we come?
I feel ashamed of Britain and its songs

I am not a Jew,so I belong
My Aryan  face and hair  have caused me pain
The poor are  slaves,our rulers have done wrong

The  people here have spoken many tongues
English  oddly worldwide in domain
I feel enraged ; oh Britain,  hear your songs

Many Europeans, aid our plans
Others come from Asia where Queens reigned
The poor exploited; Britain did  them wrong

We look for scapegoats, preferably  unknown
We Northern Europeans set the tone
I  feel ashamed , Britannia, what a  song
Better sing  Jerusalem with pangs