Born In ’58
Born in a mining town in '58,
when black and white TV was up to date,
and men where 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 septred isle.
Is nothing sacred,
just a one square mile.
when black and white TV was up to date,
and men where 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 septred isle.
Is nothing sacred,
just a 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.
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.
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 TV was up to date.
And men where still around,
who fought for freedom,
stood their ground and died.
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 TV was up to date.
And men where 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.
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.
When we awoke, it was, all the same.
Justice and Liberty.
You can buy but you don't get free.
In a world of steel and glass
we bury our past.
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.
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.
When we awoke, it was, all the same.
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