Men They Couldn't Hang Blackfriars Bridge
I went out one morning in the Spring
To Blackfriars Bridge to watch the tide come in
The tide came in and covered up the ruins and the mud
Beneath the sun it flowed like a vein of blood
To the North there lies the Temple and the Tower
The Treasuries and sanctuaries of power
I looked along the river to the shores of Silvertown
Putting up castles, what are they tearing down?
Down to the river, up to the sea
People in the city are making history
Changing history...
One view shows a white Cathedral dome
Galleries and Mansions made of stone
One view shows a ghetto rise beyond the sewerage
One of these views they call our heritage
Down to the river, up to the sea
People in the city are making history
Changing history...
Once from Wapping docks the pirates came
Plundered ships at anchor for the gain
They hung them in the morning from the Northern
riverside
Washed away their memory with the tide
Down to the river, up ro the sea
People in the city are making history
Changing history...
Down to the river, up ro the sea
People in the city are making history
Changing history, changing history...