A bankers crisis made in folly Leaves no person feeling jolly. No-one now can make ends meet For England now I weep Parents trying in despair Their hands are numb and cold and bare, They strive to shoe their childrens feet. For England I still weep Victims pushed to extremes, Not trying to live beyond their means No food to eat, no bed to sleep For England I still weep Power held behind wry smile, Guarded rich with golden pile; A lonely mountain tall and steep, For England I still weep Men from almost every region Once joined a cause to fight for freedom. Join arms again and line the street For England we must keep Wake up, wise up, rise up my friends Before this country further descends No more, no longer act as sheep For England we must keep
Posted on: Thu, 25 Sep 2014 05:04:48 +0000