man created greed a choice of who to feed a choice to live or die a choice to smile or cry a love to give to all to make, to beg or crawl a life there
If I wanted to live in America I'd get off my arse and go live over there But I've been denied the choice, Reagen decided That Britains be his 53'rd
[intro poem] Can ye smell the neu smell, travelling through the air? Aye I can lad, it's a coming from over there over the hills, down in the valley,
I used to graze in a field, I used to breathe - I used to be alive Did chew the grass in the field Could see and hear the world around me See and fear
