They say the working class is dead,
We're all consumers now
They say that we have moved ahead
We're all just people now
There's people doing 'frightfully
Well' there's others on the shelf
But never mind the second kind this is the age of self
And it seems to me if
We forget our roots and where we stand
The movement will disintegrate
Like castles built on sand
They say we need new images to help our movement grow
They say that life is broader based as if we didn't know
There's people doing 'frightfully well'
There's others on the shelf
But never mind the second kind this is the age of self
And it seems to me if
We forget our roots and where we stand
The movement will disintegrate
Like castles built on sand