Lyrics Merry England - Sarah Nixey

They're putting up a fight
When the building begins to tumble
Hear the people cry
Whatever will become of us now

It's everything we've ever known
The place we called our home
Our little piece of heaven
Then you came knocking at the door

This is England
Merry England
This is England
Merry England

There it goes tumbling down
Stumbling to the ground
It was all smoke and mirrors

Mothers don't you cry
It's only bricks and mortar
The streets in the sky
Will be havens for your daughters

With everything you've never known
A place to call your own
A tree seen from every window
A place fit for heroes

This is England
Merry England
This is England
Merry England

There it goes tumbling down
Stumbling to the ground
It was all smoke and mirrors

The writing's on the wall
The crumbling walls
The tumbled down walls