Blake's Jerusalem Lyrics - Billy Bragg

And did those feet in ancient time 

Walk upon England's mountains green? 

And was the holy lamb of god 

On England's pleasant pastures seen? 

And did the countenance divine 

Shine forth upon our clouded hills? 

And was Jerusalem built here 

Amongst 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 hand 

Till we have built Jerusalem 

In England's green and pleasant land.