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

CHORUS:

Justice and Liberty You can buy what 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 TV was up to date
And men where still around
Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died

CHORUS

On and On We slept till dawn
When we awoke, it was, all the same