Jerusalem

And will those feet in modern times
Walk upon England's urban sprawl?
And will the Holy Lamb of God
Walk on England's grey littered streets?

And will the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our shopping malls?
And will Jerusalem be built here
Among the forgotten housing estates? 

Loosen my phone of burning ear
Loosen my blackberry from my hand
Loosen my television screen
Loosen my high speed broadband

I must not cease the mental fight
And I must love my fellow man
That we may build Jerusalem
In England's grey and broken land
That we may build Jerusalem
In England's grey and broken land