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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 sceptered 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 tought 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

When we awoke – we hardly spoke

On and on – we slept till dawn

When we awoke – it was... all the same