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