[300x300]
Born in a mining town in '58
When black & white TV 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 - but 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 & white TV 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
When we awoke - it was... all the same...



Настроение сейчас - Life's Good
В колонках играет - Bruce Dickinson - Born In '58