Long blonde hair
Reaching down
Floaty skirt
Reaching near the ground
Patchouli and flowers
Chakras and sun
Astrology charts just for fun
Rite of passage on Goa beach
You made it clear you'd never look at me
Throw in my face that I'm a slum kid brat
Scream at me that I'm not even working class
So the only way for me is to walk down this lonely road
And if I had my time again I'd still walk this lonely road
Revolution came and I cropped my hair
Black leather jacket and underground buzz
You married into money and the Chelsea Set
No place for me in your private jet
Expensive bars and royal family
Insider dealings and property
The commons get enclosed again
World has changed but the sign's the same
I get bullshit from your pr firm
Peace and love demands another war
Dope dealer chic into armament shares
Can't afford the price of human care
You barricade nineteen sixty eight
Privatise the welfare state
Behind the walls of your country retreat
You won't have to listen to the likes of me.
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