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