Up with the jackboot on and down with Jill
'I have a right to keep on walking up that hill
Until the wheels of time fall and the earth stands still
Don't you know God? He's a friend of mine
The King and the Queen, yeah, and Old Father Time
Black is the colour – and flaming is our tide
To the mountains of the moon.. and the fields of July'
'Hold your fire', the pagan voices cried,
'We're getting closer and our number's on the rise.
You walk in circles and we'll propagate the line
Of the people who'll destroy you –in a generation's time
Mother of God and American guns
The Eagle is landing and we've got them on the run
If I talk about changes will you leave them undone?
'Cos we might just need the old way
if the new ways can't be won'.
Fly your flags, keep on keeping on
No-one saying anything to me that isn't wrong
I'm just trying to get through life but it keeps on going on
Do you know how Godforsaken is this place that I come from?
Dinosaur games, world without end
People and places where the fences they don't mend
Don't it break your heart –when you see it as a trend
From the castles built by England -to the war that never ends?
Contributed by giorgio - 2013/6/10 - 08:55
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