| Song | Born in 58 |
| Artist | Bruce Dickinson |
| Album | Tattooed Millionaire |
| 作曲 : Dickinson, Gers | |
| Born in a mining town in '58. | |
| When black and white | |
| TV was up to date. | |
| And men where still around. | |
| Who fought for freedom. | |
| Stood their ground and died. | |
| That I could be alive and see the damage, that we've managed since. | |
| In this septred isle. | |
| Is nothing sacred. | |
| Just a one square mile. [CHORUS:] | |
| Justice and | |
| Liberty. You can buy, but you don't get free. | |
| In a world of steel and glass. | |
| We bury our past. | |
| On and On. | |
| We slept till dawn. | |
| When we awoke, we hardly spoke. | |
| My grandfather taught me how to fight. | |
| Old fashioned stuff like wrong and right. | |
| But all around | |
| I see his morals buried in a mess | |
| Of money troubles, | |
| Born in a mining town in '58. | |
| When black and white | |
| TV was up to date. | |
| And men where still around. | |
| Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died. [CHORUS.] | |
| On and On. | |
| We slept till dawn. | |
| When we awoke, it was, all the same. |
| zuò qǔ : Dickinson, Gers | |
| Born in a mining town in ' 58. | |
| When black and white | |
| TV was up to date. | |
| And men where still around. | |
| Who fought for freedom. | |
| Stood their ground and died. | |
| That I could be alive and see the damage, that we' ve managed since. | |
| In this septred isle. | |
| Is nothing sacred. | |
| Just a one square mile. CHORUS: | |
| Justice and | |
| Liberty. You can buy, but you don' t get free. | |
| In a world of steel and glass. | |
| We bury our past. | |
| On and On. | |
| We slept till dawn. | |
| When we awoke, we hardly spoke. | |
| My grandfather taught me how to fight. | |
| Old fashioned stuff like wrong and right. | |
| But all around | |
| I see his morals buried in a mess | |
| Of money troubles, | |
| Born in a mining town in ' 58. | |
| When black and white | |
| TV was up to date. | |
| And men where still around. | |
| Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died. CHORUS. | |
| On and On. | |
| We slept till dawn. | |
| When we awoke, it was, all the same. |