Something from my student days

And do those trucks in modern times
Pound upon England’s mountains green?
And are the unholy PCBs
On England’s pleasant pastures seen?

And does that ugly face
Scowl forth on our polluted hills?
And was the motorway builded here
With those great vibrating drills?

Bring me my bag of chemicals,
Bring me lead pipes and rusty wire,
Bring me my car, O fumes belch out,
Bring me my coal of filthy fire.

I will not cease to have nuclear
Nor shall I leave the nuclear band
Til we have built Sizewell B
On England’s black and dirty land.



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