Born in 58 歌词

	作曲 : Dickinson, Gers
	Born in a mining town in '58.
	When black and white
	TV was up to date.
	And men where still around.
	Who fought for freedom.
	Stood their ground and died.
	That I could be alive and see the damage, that we've managed since.
	In this septred isle.
	Is nothing sacred.
	Just a one square mile. [CHORUS:]
	Justice and
	Liberty. You can buy, but you don't get free.
	In a world of steel and glass.
	We bury our past.
	On and On.
	We slept till dawn.
	When we awoke, we hardly spoke.
	My grandfather taught me how to fight.
	Old fashioned stuff like wrong and right.
	But all around
	I see his morals buried in a mess
	Of money troubles,
	Born in a mining town in '58.
	When black and white
	TV was up to date.
	And men where still around.
	Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died. [CHORUS.]
	On and On.
	We slept till dawn.
	When we awoke, it was, all the same.

	zuo qu : Dickinson, Gers
	Born in a mining town in ' 58.
	When black and white
	TV was up to date.
	And men where still around.
	Who fought for freedom.
	Stood their ground and died.
	That I could be alive and see the damage, that we' ve managed since.
	In this septred isle.
	Is nothing sacred.
	Just a one square mile. CHORUS:
	Justice and
	Liberty. You can buy, but you don' t get free.
	In a world of steel and glass.
	We bury our past.
	On and On.
	We slept till dawn.
	When we awoke, we hardly spoke.
	My grandfather taught me how to fight.
	Old fashioned stuff like wrong and right.
	But all around
	I see his morals buried in a mess
	Of money troubles,
	Born in a mining town in ' 58.
	When black and white
	TV was up to date.
	And men where still around.
	Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died. CHORUS.
	On and On.
	We slept till dawn.
	When we awoke, it was, all the same.

	zuò qǔ : Dickinson, Gers
	Born in a mining town in ' 58.
	When black and white
	TV was up to date.
	And men where still around.
	Who fought for freedom.
	Stood their ground and died.
	That I could be alive and see the damage, that we' ve managed since.
	In this septred isle.
	Is nothing sacred.
	Just a one square mile. CHORUS:
	Justice and
	Liberty. You can buy, but you don' t get free.
	In a world of steel and glass.
	We bury our past.
	On and On.
	We slept till dawn.
	When we awoke, we hardly spoke.
	My grandfather taught me how to fight.
	Old fashioned stuff like wrong and right.
	But all around
	I see his morals buried in a mess
	Of money troubles,
	Born in a mining town in ' 58.
	When black and white
	TV was up to date.
	And men where still around.
	Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died. CHORUS.
	On and On.
	We slept till dawn.
	When we awoke, it was, all the same.

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