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horrible histories - wreck 'em all كلمات الأغنية

fine wine, designer roman goods
i owned a fancy stash
but when my husband died, the romans cried
let’s take his cash

like a baby, i had a little cry
at this terrible stage
but before too long, i had turned this song
into, a violent rage

and so i had to wreck ’em all
tear down every roman wall
unleased all my fury on
every roman centurion

i led a celtic army, & we smashed
the roman crew
took london, st. albans, camulodunum
that’s colchester to you

rather than end up dead, romans turned & fled
from our uprising
their soldier took flight, cowards found our fight
unappetising

and so i had to wreck ’em all
took no prisoners at all
burned those cowards down to the ground
k!lled every roman i found

i never meant to start a war
actually that’s not so
just wanted every roman to pack up
their villas & go

so roman britain starts to fall
shame i hadn’t reckoned all
these legions would arrive from rome
and we’re fighting them for our homes

won’t stop till i deck ’em all
every soldier, every general
my plan was just to go berserk
and wrecking seems t’work, t’work, t’work
t’work, t’work, t’work

- horrible histories

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