Lyrics:

man looks up on a yellow skyand the rain turns to rust in his eyerumours of his health are liesold england is dyinghis clothes are dirty shade of blueand his ancient shoes worn throughhe steals from me and he lies to youold england is dyingstill he sings an empires songand he keeps his navy strongand he sticks his flag where it ill belongsold england is dyingyou're asking what makes me sigh nowwhat it is makes me shudder sowellI just FREEZE in the windand I'm numb from the pummeling of the snowthat falls from high in yellow skieswhere the time stained of england fliesWhere the homes are warm and the mothers sighwhere comedians laugh and babies crywhere criminals are televised politicians fraternizejournalists are dignified and everyone is civilisedand children stare with heroin eyesOld England!evening has fallenthe swans are singingthe last of Sundays bells is ringingthe wind in the trees is sighingand old england is dying