Last Day Of The Miners Strike

Kids are spitting on the Town Hall steps and frightening old ladies, I dreampt that I was living back in the mid 1980's. People marching, people shouting, people wearing pastel leather. The future's ours for the taking now, if we just stick together. Chorus And I said "Hey, lay your burden down. Seems the last day of the miners' strike, was the Magna Carta in this part of town" Well my body sank below the ground it became as black as night, overhead the sounds of horses hooves, people fighting for their lives. Some joker in a headband was still getting chicks for free. And big brother was still watching you back in the days of '83. Chorus Well, by 1985 I was as cold as cold could be, but no-one's underground to dig me out and set me free. '87 socialism gave way to socialising so put your hands up in the air once more the North is rising Chorus Sing Hallelujah, sing Hallelujah, Don't let them fool you again sing Hallelujah By now I'm sick and tired of just living in this hole, so I took the ancient tablets, blew off the dust, swallowed them whole. Oh come on let's get together, oh come on the past is gone. Well the very first Commandment, Come on! Come on, let's get it on! Let's get it on! Chorus