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    "Last Day Of The Miners Strike" Lyrics

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    Kids are spittin' on the Town Hall steps and frightenin' old ladies
    I dreamt that I was livin' back in the mid 1980s
    People marchin', people shoutin', people wearin' pastel leather
    The future's ours for the takin' now, if we just stick together

    And I said
    "Hey, lay your burden down
    Seems the last day of the miners' strike
    Was the Magna Carta in this part of town"

    Well, my body sank below the ground, it became as black as night
    Overhead the sound of horses' hooves, people fightin' for their lives
    Some joker in a headband was still gettin' chicks for free
    And Big Brother was still watching you, back in the days of '83

    And I said
    "Hey, lay your burden down
    Seems the last day of the miners' strike
    Was the Magna Carta in this part of town"

    Well by 1985, I was as cold as cold could be
    But no one's underground to dig me out and set me free
    '87 socialism gave way to socialisin'
    So put your hands up in the air once more, the north is risin'

    And I said
    "Hey, lay your burden down
    Seems the last day of the miners' strike
    Was the Magna Carta in this part of town"

    Ah, sing Hallelujah
    Ah, sing Hallelujah
    Don't let them fool you again
    Ah, sing Hallelujah, ahh

    By now I'm sick and tired
    Of just living in this hole
    So I took the ancient tablets, blew off the dust
    Swallowed them whole

    Oh, come on, let's get together
    Oh, come on, the past is gone
    Well, the very first commandment
    Come on, come on

    Let's get it on
    Come on, let's get it on
    Get it on
    Ah, get it on

    Hey, lay your burden down
    Seems the last day of the miners' strike
    Was the Magna Carta in this part of town
    This song was submitted on September 15th, 2013 and last modified on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Burt Bacharach, Jarvis Branson Cocker, Candida Doyle, Mark Weber, Steve Mackey, Nick Banks, Richard Hawley.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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