Dark Crowds of Englishmen

Don't close your eyes
You must open them
Don't rub your eyes
Till it's gone

All that was left
Of your heritage
A crumbling ruin

Don't close your eyes
You must open them
Don't rub your eyes
Till it's gone

All that was left
Of your heritage
A crumbling ruin
A saddened song
Oh-oh-oh

Take a look at the
Dark crowds of Englishmen
Take a look at them now
Oh, take a look at the
Dark crowds of Englishmen
Take a look at them now
Oh

Show me a town
Full of working men
Show me a town
Full of steel

The big wheel turns
And the men go down
Still remember

Show me a town
Full of working men
Show me a town
Full of steel

The big wheel turns
And the men go down
They still remember
They always will

Take a look at the
Dark crowds of Englishmen
Take a look at them now
Oh-oh-oh, take a look at the
Dark crowds of Englishmen
Take a look at them now

All the demonstrations
Promises and dangers
Bitter deprivation
Close to your heart
More intimidation then
The imagination
A crumbling ruin
A saddened song
Oh-oh-oh-oh

Take a look at the
Dark crowds of Englishmen
Take a look at them now
Oh, take a look at the
Dark crowds of Englishmen
Take a look at them now
Oh

Oh-oh
Take a look at them now
Oh-oh
Take a look at them standing there
Oh-oh
Take a look at them now
Oh-oh
Oh-oh

Take a look at the
Dark crowds of Englishmen
Take a look at them now
Oh, take a look at the
Dark crowds of Englishmen
Take a look at them now

Take a look at the
Dark crowds of Englishmen
Take a look at them now
Oh-oh-oh, take a look at the
Dark crowds of Englishmen