Last Day Of The Miners Strike

Kids are spitting on the Town Hall steps & frightening old ladies
I dreamt that I was living back in the mid 1980s
People marching, people shouting, people wearing pastel leather
The future’s ours for the taking now, if we just stick together
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 sound 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
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 by 1985 I was as cold as cold could be
But no-one was 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…
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»
Sing Hallelujah, sing Hallelujah
Don’t let them fool you again, sing Hallelujah
By now I’m sick & 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, come on let’s get it on
Get it on. Get it on
Hey, lay your burden down
Seems the last day of the miners' strike
Was the Magna Carta in this part of town