In honour of The Ashes
(and so I have a record of the lyrics - as odd as they are)And did those feet in ancient timeWalk upon England's mountains green?And was the holy Lamb of GodOn England's pleasant pastures seen?And did the Countenance DivineShine forth upon our clouded hills?And was Jerusalem builded hereAmong these dark Satanic mills?Bring me my bow of burning gold!Bring me my arrows of desire!Bring me my spear! O clouds unfold!Bring me my chariot of fire!I will not cease from mental fight,Nor shall my sword sleep in my handTill we have built JerusalemIn England's green and pleasant land.
Thanks for that, Mad - always wanted the full lyrics. As for oddness, it is based upon the somewhat crackpot theory that Jesus visited Britain sometime before his ministry commenced.
No wuckin' forries!
What a joyous spectacle that would have been. I can see it now (cue dream sequence) Somewhere in the north of England. The white driving snow being blanketed with the soot from the mill. A red faced portly Man, dressed in a black suit yet sporting a flat tweed cap, Is bent over his desk scribbling notes when he is interrupted by a knock on the door."Enter" He beckons in his loud accent heavy voice.A small, thin boy dressed in rags enters, his wheezy breath rattling in his throat. He stands in the doorway staring at his naked feet. A flurry of snow blows in."shut t'door boy Its colder than Marys crotch out there""yessir" the lad mumbles before turning and latching the heavy wooden door in place."Well? Spit it out lad spit out" "Theres a man sir""A man? a man you say? where is this man?""at the gate sir""A gentleman boy?""I dont fink so sir, e's not wearin a suit or nuffink special""then tell im to bugger off we ave no work""But e says e's t' lamb sir""T'Lamb? t'lamb? sounds like e's ad one too many ales if you ask me. Tell im we've got all the wool we need and e can still bugger off""But e says e's t' lamb of god sir""oh right Oly wool is it, and i bet e wants a fortune for it. Tell im weve got all the oly wool we need, tell him the bishop blesses it every sunday and we wash it in oly water. Now bugger off im busy"The boy turns, unlatches the door and trudges off into the swirling snow................ That'll be why we aint in t'bible
Keef truly thou art the most original of commentators! Lmao. I too suspect the validity of the "Jerusalems" theological stance...
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