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 - Composer:
 - Michael Scott
 
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Waterboys - Old England lyrics
A man looks up on a yellow sky
 And the rain turns to rust in his eye
 Rumors of his health are lies
 Old England is dying
His clothes are a dirty shade of blue
 And his ancient shoes, worn through
 He steals from me and he lies to you
 Old England is dying
Still he sings an Empire's song
 Still he keeps his navy strong
 And he sticks his flag where it all belongs
 Old England is dying
You're asking what makes me sigh now
 What it is makes me shudder soWaterboys - Old England - http://motolyrics.com/waterboys/old-england-lyrics.html
 Well, I just freeze in the wind
 And I'm numb from the pummeling of the snow
That falls from high in yellow skies
 Where the well loved flag of England flies
 Where the homes are warm and the mothers sigh
 Where comedians laugh and babies cry
Where criminals are televised, politicians fraternized
 Journalists are dignified and everyone is civilized
 And children stare with heroin eyes, heroin eyes, heroin eyes
 Old England, old England, old England is dying, dying
Evening has fallen, swans are singing
 The last of Sunday's bells is ringing
 The wind in the trees is sighing
 And old England is dying









