Old England is Dying - The Waterboys Live at Glastonbury 1986

1 of 8 from this Gig - Sorry got no live video footage - good quality audio) Man looks up on a yellow sky, And the rain turns to rust in his eye, Rumours of his health are lies, Old England is dying His clothes are a dirty shade of blue, And his ancient shoes are worn, through, He steals from me and he lies to you, Old England is dying Still he sings an Empire song, Still he keeps his navy strong, And he sticks his flag where it ill belongs, Old England is dying Your asking me what makes me sigh now, And what it is makes me shudder so, Well I just freeze in the wind, And Im numb from the pummelling of the snow, That falls from high in English skies, Where the time stained flag of England flies, Where the homes are warm and mothers sigh Where comedians laugh and babys cry, Where the trains run on time and the crow flys, where Kenneth bumbles and Thatcher lies, Where criminals are televised, Politicians fraternize, Journalists are dignified and everyone is civilised, And children stare with heroin eyes, herion eyes, heroin eyes, Old England, Old England is dying, Evening has fallen, The swans are singing, The last of Sundays bells is ringing, The wind in the trees is done, Tear it down, Through up tthe new one, oh Sha Sha Sha Sha Sha