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
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