Jerusalem

And did those words of compassion 

Emailed into everyone's home? 

And was the great mystery ignored

On Englands pleasant land?

And did the face of goodness and kindness 

Shine fourth upon our urban streets? 

And was Jerusalem ever built here? 

Amongst these dark satanic politicians? 

Bring me my bow of burning gold, 

Bring me my arrows of desire,

Bring me my comrades O minds unfold,  

Visions of a future, great and bold! 

I will not cease from mental fight,

Nor shall my services sleep in my hand,

Till we have built a Jerusalem,  

In England's green and pleasant land.