He caught me by the arm getting on a bus
Thought I recognised him in his tweed coat
Asked about the price to Sevenoaks
Stranger things I couldn't say
George Orwell's on the trail of yesterday
Etched into his head a century not out
Driving round the ring road of the new town
Did he start to cry as he looked around?
Stranger things I couldn't say
George Orwell's on the trail of yesterday
Somewhere in the south of England
Was a retail park
He made it disappear I don't know how
It's not there now
Things begin to change
Cringing at this man
The superstore collapses into woodland
Shoppers look alarmed like refugees
Stranger things I couldn't say
George Orwell's on the trail of yesterday
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He caught me by the arm getting on a bus
Thought I recognised him in his tweed coat
Asked about the price to Sevenoaks
Stranger things I couldn't say
George Orwell's on the trail of yesterday
Etched into his head a century not out
Driving round the ring road of the new town
Did he start to cry as he looked around?
Stranger things I couldn't say
George Orwell's on the trail of yesterday
Somewhere in the south of England
Was a retail park
He made it disappear I don't know how
It's not there now
Things begin to change
Cringing at this man
The superstore collapses into woodland
Shoppers look alarmed like refugees
Stranger things I couldn't say
George Orwell's on the trail of yesterday
Thought I recognised him in his tweed coat
Asked about the price to Sevenoaks
Stranger things I couldn't say
George Orwell's on the trail of yesterday
Etched into his head a century not out
Driving round the ring road of the new town
Did he start to cry as he looked around?
Stranger things I couldn't say
George Orwell's on the trail of yesterday
Somewhere in the south of England
Was a retail park
He made it disappear I don't know how
It's not there now
Things begin to change
Cringing at this man
The superstore collapses into woodland
Shoppers look alarmed like refugees
Stranger things I couldn't say
George Orwell's on the trail of yesterday
Writer: Ruth Miller
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