Heartland

Beneath the old iron bridges

Across the Victorian parks

And all the frightened people

Running home before dark

Past the Saturday morning cinema

That lies crumbling to the ground

And the piss stinking shopping centre

In the new side of town

I've come to smell the seasons change

And watch the city as the sun goes down again

Here comes another winter

Of long shadows and high hopes

Here comes another winter

Waitin' for Utopia

Waitin' for hell to freeze over

This is the land where nothing changes

The land of red buses and blue blooded babies

This is the place where pensioners are raped

And the hearts are being cut from the welfare state

Let the poor drink the milk

While the rich eat the honey

Let the bums count their blessings

While they count the money

So many people can't express what's on their minds

Nobody knows them, nobody ever will

Until their backs are broken, their dreams are stolen

And they can't get what they want

Then they're gonna get angry

Well, it ain't written in the papers

But it's written on the walls

The way this country's dividing to fall

So the cranes are moving on the skyline

Tryin' to knock down ... this town

But the stains on the heartland

Can never be removed

From this country that's sick, sad and confused

Here comes another winter

Of long shadows and high hopes

Here comes another winter

Waitin' for Utopia

Waitin' for hell to freeze over

The ammunition's been passed

And the Lord's been praised

But the wars on the televisions

Will never be explained

All the bankers gettin' sweaty

Beneath their white collars

As the pound in our pocket

Turns into a dollar

THIS IS THE 51st STATE OF THE U.S.A

THIS IS THE 51st STATE OF THE U.S.A

THIS IS THE 51st STATE OF THE U.S.A

THIS IS THE 51st STATE OF THE U.S.A