A Place Called England

歌詞

I rode out on a bright May morning Like a hero in a song Looking for a place called England Trying to find where I belong Couldn't find the old flood meadow Or the house that I once knew No trace of the little river Or the garden where I grew I saw town and I saw country Motorway and sink estate Rich man in his rolling acres Poor man still outside the gate Retail park and burger kingdom Prairie field and factory farm Run by men who think that England's Only a place to park their car But as the train pulled from the station Through the wastelands of despair From the corner of my eye A brightness filled the filthy air Someone's grown a patch of sunflowers Though the soil is sooty black Marigolds and a few tomatoes Right beside the railway track Down behind the terraced houses In between the concrete towers Compost heaps and scarlet runners Secret gardens full of flowers Rita grows her scented roses Right beneath the big jet's path Bid of fortune for her garden Eileen turns away and laughs So rise up George and wake up Arthur Time to rouse out from your sleep Deck the halls with sea-green ribbons Drag the old sword from the deep Hold the line for Dave and Daniel As they tunnel through the clay While the oak in all its glory Soaks up sun for one more day And come all you at home with freedom Whatever the land that gave you birth There's room for you both root and branch As long as you love the English earth Room for vole and room for orchid Room for all to grow and thrive Just less room for the fat landowner On his arse in his four-wheel drive For England is not flag or Empire It is not money it is not blood It's limestone gorge and granite fell It's Weald and clay and Severn mud It's blackbird singing from the may-tree Lark ascending through the scales Robin watching from his spade And English earth beneath your nails So here's two cheers for a place called England Sore abused but not yet dead A Mr. Harding sort of England Hanging in there by a thread Here's two cheers for the crazy Diggers Now their hour has come around We shall plant the seed they saved us Common wealth and common ground