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 to long For far to 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 We're free to choose We're all free to choose We're all free to choose We're free to choose
In Booming Britain we all work together To raise ourselves in the world Each of us knows someone Who has done well for themselves So well for themselves 'Thank you,' I said as I left I'll be on my way, I see how it is
We are all bourgeois now And somehow I'll raise myself through the world I'm free to choose We're all free to choose We're all free to choose I'm free to choose
We're all bourgeois now We're all bourgeois now We're bourgeois now
