This land is your land and this land is my land From the dirty water of the river Thames To the rusting cranes of the tee another tyne The land that's choking with wires and plugs Strangles with fences and stuck with knives Was this land made for you and me? This town is your town and this town is my town From the derelict slums that are dirty and grey To the house on the hill in the private estate The places nice kids would never go To the places no-one else has the right to go Was this land made for you and me? Made for you and me This street is your street and this street is my street From the broken phone box where the gangs all meet To the glass on the path that cuts your feet To the neighboors next door who refuse to speak ? To the cope in the hunter doing it's bleak? Was this land made for you and me? It's your world too you can do what you want It's your world too, it's your world too...