Daylight turns to moonlight - and I?m at my best Praising the way it all works - gazing upon the rest The cool before the warm The calm after the storm
The lords and ladies pass a ruling That sons and girls go hand in land From good stock and the best breeding Paid for by the servile class Who have been
When I find you waiting hours; oh, You?re there to save my life for our obvious goal We?ve got a headstart for happiness For our part, guess we must
on my way, I should be earning pay, I should be all the things that I?m not - And I?ve tried on my own, now there?s nothing to keep me at home, Like my
You don?t have to take this crap You don?t have to sit back and relax You can actually try changing it I know we?ve always been taught to rely Upon those
Don't get settled in this place, The Lodger's terms are in disgrace. No peace for the wicked - only war on the poor They're batting on pickets - trying
Hold on is what they say To get any back to you will have to pay Don?t shout or get upset It?s the same message from the holy tory government Don?t rock
If you believe you have an equal share In the whole wide world and all it bears An? that your share is no less or more than Your fellow sisters and brother
From the playground to the wasteground Hope ends at 17 - Sweeping floors and filling shelves Forced into government schemes - 11 years spent to dig out
dropped to my knees and prayed I said oh heavenly thing - please cleanse my soul, I?ve seen all on offer and I?m not impressed at all. I was halfway home
