Goodbye To The Village - Killing Joke

Around the strangers moved, the shouts I felt within

New panoramas seen (I loved it as it was)

Forests of pylons built, the scaffolding is raised

And how the men pursue their work

They act convinced of freedom

Crossed over by the bridge

The brook was running ill

We recognised the place — places we knew as children

We wept upon the sight and progress tore our hearts

Fences divide the land, homes boxed like rabbit hutches

Goodbye to the village

Goodbye to the village

Where soil will not provide, no king and land are one

Monopolize the holy ground, all that we hold as sacred

No harvest moon shall rise, no valley homestead seen

And now the cities never end, and how the cities stretch forever

And in the morning promise me great times will come again

And the homelands in our hearts will never fade away

Let the legends promise me the earth shall rise again

And homelands in the hearts of men shall never fade away

Goodbye to the village

Goodbye to the village

Goodbye to the village

Goodbye to the village

I’ll never never see my home

I’ll never never see my home

You’ll never never see your home

You’ll never never see your home