We Are All Bourgeois Now

There's something wrong somewhere here So through unclean streets I made my way With holes in my shoes And my children asleep at my feet I paid my way In every town on the way The people looked grey The buildings looked healthy But one day I met a man With money to spare He said he would tell me how it is The State he began Has been propping up people too long For far too long We all got lazy and couldn't be bothered To make our way through the world But we are all bourgeois now Once there was class war But not any longer Because baby we are all bourgeois now So go out and make your way in the world