Born in a mining town in '58 When black and white t.v. was up to date And men were still around Who fought for freedom - stood their ground and died That I could be alive And see the damage that we've managed since In this sceptred isle Is nothing sacred - just the one square mile?
Justice and liberty You can buy - but you don't get free In a world of steel and glass We bury our past
On and on - we slept till dawn When we awoke - we hardly spoke
My grandfather taught me how to fight Old-fashioned stuff like wrong and right But all around, I see his morals Buried in a mess of money troubles Born in a mining town in '58 When black and white t.v. was up to date And men were still around Who fought for freedom - stood their ground and died
Justice and liberty You can buy - but you don't get free In a world of steel and glass We bury our past
On and on - we slept till dawn On and on and on
Justice and liberty You can buy - but you don't get free In a world of steel and glass We bury our past
Justice and liberty You can buy - but you don't get free In a world of steel and glass We bury our past
On and on - we slept till dawn When we awoke - it was - all the same
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