Lyrics:

If Queen Boadicea is long dead and gone
still then the spirit in her children's children's
children still lives on

but if you've lost your faith in love
and music oh the end won't be long
because if it's gone for you then I
too may lose it and that would be wrong
you know I've tried so hard from falling
back into my old ways
and it chars my heart to always hear you calling
calling for the good old days
because there were no good old days
these are the good old days

and it's not about, tenements and needles and all the evils in their eyes and the backs
of their minds. daisy chains, and school-yard games, and a list of things we said we'd do tomorrow...
the arcadian dream has all fallen through,
but the Albion sails on course
so man the decks and hoist the rigging
because the pig-man's found the source
and there's twelve rude boys on the oars