S-O-R-R-Y - The Proclaimers

Your prose is elegant as you demonstrate contempt, it’s true

And the targets you attack mostly deserve a whack from you

Yes you’re entertaining

You fill up the page

Fill it up with your rage

But now there’s a doubt over the wisdom you hand out in spades

Please tell us which you think is the country we should next help invade

What a bloody carnage you cheered us into

And the others like you

You never wore a uniform

Unless it was a uniform of a school or youth organization

But from watching others do

What they would never do holds a sad fascination

And now I’m reminded by feelings so strong

Of Bernie Taupin’s lyric to Sir Elton’s song

Can you say the hardest word?

'Cause you demand apologies

From public figures on their knees

As you invite them to say «So long»

So let’s hear your rendition

Of words of contrition

For getting it so wrong

Would you like to say something?

(Something)

Would you like to say sorry?

(Sorry)

Sorry (Sorry)

That’s S-O-R-R-Y