They say the working class is dead we're all consumers now They say that we have moved ahead we're all just people now There's people doing frightfully well, there's others on the shelf But never mind the second kind this is the age of self
Well it seems to me if we forget our roots or where we stand The movement will disintegrate like castles built on sand They say we need new images to help our movement grow They say that life is broader based as if we didn't know There's people doing frightfully well, there's others on the shelf But never mind the second kind this is the age of self
It seems to me if we forget our roots or where we stand The movement will disintegrate like castles built on sand Like castles built on sand
