Lyrics - Made In England by Anderson Ian

Somewhere in a town in
Englandlay 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
Kingdomwith 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 unemploymentand is to indeterminate station bred.
Is possessed of skills and reason
Flies the flag upon his head.
Watches the democratic processgrind it's way through the
Commons cold
Filled with fiery infiltratorswho would pave the streets with
England's gold.

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