Here we are in this green and pleasant land
This land we love, the place we called our own
This brand new taste we still don't understand
The bitter harvest from the seeds we've sown
Men feel like strangers here on our own streets
Things changed so fast they never saw the signs
The ground was taken from beneath their feet
Time moved on and they were left behind
Do we stand for our clan?
What does it mean to be an English man?
Do we stil have something left to say?

People get lost inside their virtual lives
In 5.1 high definition screens
While others give their all just to survive
Your avatar forgot what living means
Invaders cross our shores by our own leave
Our name, our culture slipping from our grasp
For no good reason that we can conceive
Or are we all just living in the past
Too much lost, who to trust
Do we even know if our cause is just?
Somewhere our Jerusalem got blown away
Somewhere yesterday

We plundered fields and dug up all the coal
We never knew there was a better way
Then we unleashed what we could not control
Then sent it riding on Enola Gay
And so we give thanks for the soldier boy
The one who never grew to be a man
He wears the crown who has the biggest toy
Two-hundred-thousand burning in Japan
And all of this in the name of our so called freedom
Our every move and thought tracked by cameras in the sky
The last of an ancient line, falling down the mountain side
Lessons from another time that no longer apply

Savage peril dwelled in the camp of saints
How did it ever get this far
Nineteen eighty-four came and went, now all that's left is
The city and the stars
Savage peril dwelled within the camp of saints
How did we let it get this far
Nineteen eighty-four came and went, now all that's left is
The city and the stars, the city and the stars

The stars on the TV show
Famous faces you don't know
Tell you how to think and who to be
The prophets made their sad prediction
But the truth was there behind the fiction
Right before our eyes, but nobody wanted to see

Stars on the TV screen
Paint a picture so obscene
Reality, or so its called
So many flies on one big wall
The music played, the credits rolled
And we all did what we were told
The virus that we couldn't beat
They made us obsolete

Savage peril dwelled in the camp of saints
How did it ever get this far
Nineteen eighty-four came and went, now all that's left is
The city and the stars
Savage peril dwelled within the camp of saints
How did we let it get this far
Nineteen eighty-four came and went, now all that's left is
The city and the stars, the city and the stars
Nineteen eighty-four came and went, now all that's left is
The city, the city and the stars