Somebody told me to vote Conservative   Tragedy is not known under this dimmest of lights   Everybody feels sick by the courtesy of dismay   Was I schooled without direction?      Gold against the soul   Rock 'n' roll has a conscience   It supplies convenience   Gold against, against the soul   Against the soul      Close the pits, sanctify Roy Lynk an O.B.E.   Shareholding a piece of this fucking country   Fossilize-make Yorkshire into a tourist resort   And dream of new ways to humble the poor      Gold against the soul   White liberal hates slavery   Needs Thai labor to clean his home   Gold erodes, erodes the soul   Erodes the soul      A 1000 Marlboro deaths ignored everyday   And who gives a shit about sexuality      Gold against the soul   Working class clinches start here   Either cloth caps or smack victims   Gold destroyed, destroyed the soul   Destroyed the soul