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Wat Tyler was a man from English history,
And he had a dream to set the English peasants free.
Fuelled by the rise of the poll tax under Edward the third,
The corruption of the nobles, the corruption of the church.
When Adam delved and Eve span,
Who then was the gentleman?
When social orders are questioned,
There's hope to break the social trends.
Were there any class distinctions,
Back in the Garden of Eden?
I'm not a religious man,
But I think the point still stands.
Jack Straw marched from Essex, Tyler marched from Kent
Stirring up the serfs wherever they went.
When they reached London they converged upon Blackheath
And listened to a sermon from John Ball that mad old priest (He said):
When Adam delved and Eve span,
Who then was the gentleman?
When social orders are questioned,
There's hope to break the social trends.
Were there any class distinctions,
Back in the Garden of Eden?
I'm not a religious man,
But I think the point still stands.
Wat Tyler met the king in the middle of London town,
The mayor drew his sword and he cut poor Tyler down.
And with him died the hopes and dreams and sparked many rebellions.
Across East England people died and yet nothing got changed.
