Born In `58

<br>Born in a mining town in `58.<br>When black and white TV was up to date.<br>And men where still around.<br>Who fought for freedom. Stood their ground and died.<br>That I could be alive and see the damage,<br>that we`ve managed since.<br>In this septred isle. Is nothing sacred.<br>Just a one square mile.<br><br>[CHORUS:]<br><br>Justice and Liberty. You can buy what you don`t get free.<br>In a world of steel and glass. We bury our past.<br><br>On and On. We slept till dawn. When we awoke, we hardly spoke.<br><br>My grandfather taught me how to fight.<br>Old fashioned stuff like wrong and right.<br>But all around I see his morals buried in a mess<br>Of money troubles, Born in a mining town in `58.<br>When black and white TV was up to date.<br>And men where still around.<br>Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died.<br><br>[CHORUS.]<br><br>On and On. We slept till dawn.<br>When we awoke, it was, all the same.