They say this is democracy,
I get to vote, oh that I see,
For parties that care not a jot for me,
That make me work for life for free.
For that’s their racket, poverty,
For that there’s always liberty,
For riches come from larceny,
Planned in boardrooms over tea.
“We pay for fuel, machines and rent,
For materials and for management
At cost, it’s money that’s well spent,
For profit comes from labour lent,
“For which we never pay the debt,
For labour’s added value, those riches that we get,
Is kept by us instead of them, it’s how we have things set,
Oh, we throw them all some pennies, that’s all they’re gonna get.”
They say this is modernity,
They’re all for human rights,
But we’re all still slaves it seems to me,
Wake up! Revolt and take the heights.