Last Day of the Miners’ Strike Pulp

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Kids are spitting on the Town Hall steps & frightening old ladies
I dreamt that I was living back in the mid 1980s
People marching, people shouting, people wearing pastel leather
The future's ours for the taking 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 fighting for their lives
Some joker in a headband was still getting 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 was underground to dig me out and set me free
87 socialism gave way to socialising
So put your hands up in the air once more, the north is rising...

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"