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I once had a teacher

 Who said "Silence is golden

Put your name on everything

 If you don't want it stolen"

 But Sir who owns the rolling fields?

 And Sir who owns the standing stones?

 And Sir who owns the restless sea?

It's not you

 And it's not me

I Once had a teacher

 Who said "You'll grow up too soon

 You'll get washed up on higher moral ground

 Singing Tory party pop tunes"

I once had a teacher

 Who said "You'll come to no good

 You want to be a fitter?

 That's the best one I've heard all year"

 But Sir you only knew my name

 You never really knew me at all

 And Sir you only ever sent

Me to face

 The wall

 I used to live off outrage

 But now I've got a mortgage

 I used to be the cock of the school

 But now I'm just a no bill paying

Tax evading fool

 But Sir I've walked the rolling fields

 And felt the magic crying

And seen the sorrow in the silver sky

 That tells you that hope is dying

So come and stand on Pendle Hill

 And watch the sun rising

To understand that there's a light shining still

Whether you're laughing

 Or you're crying

 You're crying

 You're crying

 You're not crying

 You're crying (Come all you shipwrecked angels)

 You're crying (Who stand here on a wire)

 You're not crying (I see the sun is rising)

 You're not crying (To fill our hearts with fire)