My kingdom is a bore I can’t stand anymore
Frustration factory’s not for me 

I wanna be an angel, a rescuing rebel
I’ll shout « Wake up, I’m gonna set you free »
Like a hero in front of the riot
Obssessing the boss I’ll never have enough
In the claim I’ll stand up in the rain
And fight for the right of those who never dare to say no
A working class hero

Listen! Some live in luxury Some die in misery
Exclusion industry’s not for me oh no

I wanna be an angel raising the rumble
I’ll shout « Get up !  Refuse to pay the fee »
Like a hero rising the veto obsessing the lords of W.T.O. 
Wanna be A starving class hero

You may say I’m a communist You may say I’m an anarchist
Report me on the blacklist I’ll stand up with a fist

This morning is for real I can’t stand how I feel
Same pain as yesterday makes its way

So hard to be an angel for one who feels casual
The road to somewhere ‘s a heavy load to bear
As a zero ‘fraid to be a provo
Fearing the boss, so hard to have the guts
To discuss and stand up in the rain
And fight for the rights of those who never dare to say no
Being an angel class zero, be an angel class zero
Believe me, It’s a dying class