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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Made In England”

• Somewhere in a town in england Lay a babe with a curious smile. He was of your fathers children. Born each side of a dry-stone mile. He grew up through the schools and factories, Brunels 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 Englands 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 its way through the commons cold, Filled with fiery infiltrators Who would pave the streets with englands gold.

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