Day after day

in my hometown

trade undismayed

and so proud

life under no illusions

illusions fade away

no mindless politician

is needed



When grown men

who've worked for years

in return, in a word

are reduced to tears



Rain fall on down

onmy home town

fall on us all

on new ground

survival of the happiest

the politics of being

for the mindless politician

there's no place



When grown men

who've worked for years

in return, in a word

are reduced to tears



Day after day

in my hometown

stay who will stay

in the old town