Jerusalem Revisited by Coope, Boyes and Simpson Lyrics
Out there on a doomed estate a house is burning down
Another island in a wasteland, another black spot in the town
In a homeland for the homeless live the scroungers of the land
Stealing anything of value for a little cash in hand
Out there by the petrol station somebody's stalking with a gun
Head full of jagged images somebody's crazy mixed-up son
Out there someone gives the order, "Shoot to kill the little swine"
We've got to have some law and order in this land of iniquity and crime
And we tried to build Jerusalem upon this island shore
But it seems that we've forgotten what it's for
Meanwhile in the city a jewelled finger clicks
Another zero in a total, a quick financial fix
Meanwhile at the scrapyard another supplementary wage
Another monument to money, another symptom of the age
And as they close another factory and repossess another home
As they cut another budget, another splinter off the bone
As they waste another billion propping up a lost empire
There are clouds on the horizon and the future's in the fire
And what could have been Jerusalem is rotten to the core
Is it "dark satanic mills" forevermore?
And did those feet in ancient time walk on England's mountains green?
And the Holy Lamb was sacrificed on every foreign field?
Was it all a faint illusion built on centuries of war?
Now all around's confusion and the beggar's at your door
And they tried to say Jerusalem's forever passed away
But tomorrow always brings another day
Bring back the voice of burning gold
Stifle the silver tongues with fire
We'll join our hands across the world
To reclaim what we most desire
We will not cease from mental strife
For unity is our demand
And bound together, we will rise
To make this earth a promised land
Another island in a wasteland, another black spot in the town
In a homeland for the homeless live the scroungers of the land
Stealing anything of value for a little cash in hand
Out there by the petrol station somebody's stalking with a gun
Head full of jagged images somebody's crazy mixed-up son
Out there someone gives the order, "Shoot to kill the little swine"
We've got to have some law and order in this land of iniquity and crime
And we tried to build Jerusalem upon this island shore
But it seems that we've forgotten what it's for
Meanwhile in the city a jewelled finger clicks
Another zero in a total, a quick financial fix
Meanwhile at the scrapyard another supplementary wage
Another monument to money, another symptom of the age
And as they close another factory and repossess another home
As they cut another budget, another splinter off the bone
As they waste another billion propping up a lost empire
There are clouds on the horizon and the future's in the fire
And what could have been Jerusalem is rotten to the core
Is it "dark satanic mills" forevermore?
And did those feet in ancient time walk on England's mountains green?
And the Holy Lamb was sacrificed on every foreign field?
Was it all a faint illusion built on centuries of war?
Now all around's confusion and the beggar's at your door
And they tried to say Jerusalem's forever passed away
But tomorrow always brings another day
Bring back the voice of burning gold
Stifle the silver tongues with fire
We'll join our hands across the world
To reclaim what we most desire
We will not cease from mental strife
For unity is our demand
And bound together, we will rise
To make this earth a promised land