(Originally by Billy Bragg). . There is power in a democracy, power in the land. Power in the hands of a worker. But it all amounts to nothing if together we don't stand.
Up in the morning and out to school. Mother says there be no work next year. Qualifications once the Golden Rule are now just pieces of paper. Just because you're better than me doesn't mean I'm lazy..
To the rich man's bright lodges. I ride in this wind. On my good horse, I call you. My shiny black Bess. . To the playhouse of fortune. To take the bright silver.