On…and on

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 sceptred Isle

Is nothing sacred, just 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 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

On and on and on

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 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

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