Anderson Ian Made In England Lyrics

Made In England Lyrics

Somewhere in a town in England
lay a babe with a curious smile.
He was of
your father's children.
Born each side of a dry-stone mile.
He grew up
through the schools and factories,
Brunel's tunnels and bridges
bold.
Grey towers built high on that Kingdom
with apartments still
unsold.
Somewhere in a town in England.
Could be Newcastle, Leeds or
Birmingham.
And were you made in
England's green and pleasant land.
He
accepts no unemployment
and is to indeterminate station bred.
Is possessed
of skills and reason
Flies the flag upon his head.
Watches the democratic
process
grind it's way through the Commons cold
Filled with fiery
infiltrators
who would pave the streets with England's gold.