Class

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A school of gothic arches and a 
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college of them too
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And a parliament that looks and 
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feels the same
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A comfort for the blessed a 
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horror for the rest
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and each and every one of us to 
 Em
blame
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the blessed rabble in the yard the
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 blessed rousers in the press
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the blessed shoppers denied access
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 to the shelves
            Em           G        
the blessed ministers of state 
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have to pretend to be irate
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For elites are happy talking to 
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themselves
     Am               Em          
The scum with aching feet will 
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march ignored in the next street
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because the tv clings to diction 
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and to stars
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You might very well object but 
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your motives are suspect
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Cause you're envious and you're 
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mean because of class

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It's a cesspit glossed with lime 
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with slogans thumped into the grime
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offering thanks for your 
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willingness to understand
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It would be pretty as a picture if
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 you'd studied architecture
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you haven't but you can for thirty 
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grand
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For our cities are exciting, it 
    Am           Em
says so in typeset writing
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We glister from our towers to our 
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trains
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We have scrubbed the seats inside 
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and though you can't afford to ride
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You'll have a good view with you 
                        Em
noses pressed to the panes
         Am                Em     
We were born to lead, we write, 
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and we talk the way you can't
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We'll take your leaded grunts and 
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pound them into glass
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We're steal your anger for potash 
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lie hopelessness into cash
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and you'll barely even notice cause
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 of class

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you're vulgar for wanting money, 
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and ugly for wanting fame
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And lazy for never getting off 
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your ass
          Em                 G    
It was a fair test that you 
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failed, and we're sorry we prevailed
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But it's fair to give rewards to 
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them as passed
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So you can write your awful 
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pamphlets you can sing your horrid
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 songs
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When we set you up we set it up to
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 last
       Em              G          
You can rise up as a rebel, you 
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can stay down as a serf
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But you can't be one of us because 
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of class