We unlock cellular phones
We repair and service drones
We've got ultrasonic sensors to keep foxes away
Everything to do with electricity

This is the battle for gadget land
This is the battle for gadget land

What the hell we fighting for?
I don't think I need you any more
What the hell we fighting for?
I don't think you need me any more

We sell batteries, triple As
Adhesive strips to secure toupees
If we sold windows they'd be double glazed

This is the battle for gadget land
This is the battle for gadget land

What the hell we fighting for?
I don't think I need you any more
What the hell we fighting for?
I don't think you need me any more

Right you peasants (No offence), time to curtsey
My name's Justin, I'm the Earl of Chertsey
Money and land, title and privilege, given not hazardly hap
A kneeling ovation for the undisputed king of rap
Just like you I have eaten mud
There's nothing blue whatsoever in my blood
But only the finest silks line my suit
By virtue of my talent on electric lute

What the hell we fighting for?
I don't think I need you any more
What the hell we fighting for?
I don't think you need me any more

I'm the Earl and you'll do as I tell you
I'm the Earl and you'll do as I tell you