You were young - oranges and lemons.
Did you dance to the bells of St Clements?
You are old now you owe me five farthings.
You were told by the bells of St Martins.
Take a gun, take a gun a play your part,
While you’re young, while you’re young and wild at heart.
Let’s be bold, let’s be known as something new.
See the road, trade your lives for something true.
And it was all quiet on the front line.
Cried “fire, fire”, and they let it burn.
You saw the fire; let the house burn – down.
When I was cold, did you give me your coat?
When I needed the most, did you open your door?
When I was cold, did you give me your coat?
When I needed the most, did you open your door?
What will you say when you’re asked?
Will you say I gave my heart?
I saw the fire – let the house burn – down.

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