Well if you don't take down this fence I'll hop over it anyway I've done some reading And things don't have to be this way You're worried I might climb the wall And stumble across your family tree I bet you there's some roots down there You don't want me to see Because your ancestors they stole this land Fenced it off in a power grab And ripped it from the beneath the feet Of the folks who used to dwell on it Drilled it into the consciousness For a couple of hundred years And now it's so ingrained That no one even questions it Who can go where Who owns what And how much land have you got Because We're craving birdsong And a lonely sunrise An ancient tree and wildflowers in the summertime Swimming in the lake Sleeping beneath the stars These simple things they are inherently ours But when one man owns 15,000 acres Well that doesn't sound fair to the common folk of England Class Money Power And land ownership Who gets to decide what's in the national interest This is more than just a fence around the countryside By fencing off the commons they're fencing off our minds And we're only given access to a smidgen of our rivers And we're going stir crazy in the town and the cities Knowing nature can fill that whole We just need a right to roam We just want to walk the land Treat it like common ground We want to feel at home and welcome in nature Stop staying that the countries full and hiding it behind a wall Well anyone who crossed gets labeled a trespasser Who can go where Who owns what And how much land have you got Because We're craving birdsong And a lonely sunrise An ancient tree and wildflowers in the summertime Swimming in the lake Sleeping beneath the stars These simple things they are inherently ours But when one man owns 50, 000 acres Well that doesn't sound fair to the common folk of England If you don't take down this fence We'll hop over it anyway We come in numbers And things don't have to be this way