You can go and eat your Chinese food
Over drunken fools singing 80's tunes and
They'll be singing out of tune
Saying, ‽Get the foreigners out of my area”
And a skinhead in a Burberry coat
This is not the sort of place
You wanna take your kids to
Fifty pound shops and nothing left to inspire me
Oh, in Morden
Well, in Morden
Oh, in Morden
Morden
Starring at the government not noticing the queen
A Superdrug and a KFC
Is this everything you need for a cultured city
Or is this everything you need to promote burglary?
And you don't get this in the countryside
A skinhead coming at you with a knife
What will you do?
Must be something wrong with our society
Or is it Morden?
Is it Morden?
Is it Morden?
Morden
I read the news today
A youth killed himself in a horrible way
He hung himself
From the local supermarket car park
And walking down Canon Hill Lane
I saw the flowers lay where a car crash took place
A drug dealer crashed into a chicane
It sort of sums up where we live
Oh, in Morden
Well, in Morden
Well, in Morden
Well, in Morden