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