Текст песни Jethro Tull - Made in England
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Somewhere in a town in englandLay a babe with a curious smile.He was of your fathers children.Born each side of a dry-stone mile.He grew up through the schools and factories,Brunels tunnels and bridges bold.Grey towers built high on that kingdomWith apartments still unsold.Somewhere in a town in england.Could be newcastle, leeds or birmingham.And were you made inEnglands green and pleasant land? He accepts no unemploymentAnd is to indeterminate station bred.Is possessed of skills and reason.Flies the flag upon his head.Watches the democratic processGrind its way through the commons cold,Filled with fiery infiltratorsWho would pave the streets with englands gold.