What's the point in an education   When you have to pay for the privilege?    This side of the truth where no sun shines   They don't count the cripples and the blind      I was thinking everybody had a chance   Like a dream stretched way too far   All this time such a debt to the city   I don't know who's the real enemy      This is a socialist serenade   Yes I have money but I hate champagne   This is a socialist serenade   I can't see the past anywhere      Some greater benefit for the people   Ha ha ha ha we all believed in you   Is it about the politics of celebrity   Or endless days in the sun of tuscany      This is a socialist serenade   Yes I have money but I hate champagne   This is a socialist serenade   I can't see the past anywhere, anywhere      This is a socialist serenade   Yes I have money but I hate champagne   This is a socialist serenade   I can't see the past anywhere, anywhere      Change your name to new   Forget the fucking labour