When Britain first went looting abroad
Taking death and disease
Taking, taking death and disease
This was the charter
The charter of the land
And Guardian Angels wept in pain
Rule
Britannia
Britannia
ruled the waves
Built
its wealth and fortune
With
the blood of slaves
Centuries
of murder,
Rape
and misery
So
Englishmen could claim
Superiority
Still more avaricious with every decade
More dreadful with each foreign raid
More dreadful dreadful with each foreign raid
As the loud blasts
The blast that tears the skies
Serves but to wreck humanity
Rule
Britannia
Britannia
ruled the waves
Built
its wealth and fortune
With
the blood of slaves
Centuries
of murder,
Rape
and misery
So
Englishmen could claim
Superiority
The muses became psychotic trolls
And needed locking up
And needed locking up
Blasted lives with countless lost and drowned
20 million souls
Ground into the dirt
Rule
Britannia
Britannia
ruled the waves
Built
its wealth and fortune
With
the blood of slaves
Centuries
of murder,
Rape
and misery
So
Englishmen could claim
White
supremacy
These hastily cobbled together lyrics do scan if you shoe-horn them in as you have to with the dreadful originals. Have a go yourself with that other favourite of the proms - Land of Hopeless Tories...