You haven't got a right,
You haven't got a voice,
Why don't you try and see,
You haven't got a choice.

Try to think for yourself,
Try to express your thoughts,
Why don't you try and see,
It's a cause that's got to be fought.

You can't get ahead,
You get so fucked up,
Obeying what they say,
With no bonus of pay.

Do not wear your smiles,
Keep them out of sight,
You may want to laugh,
But you haven't got the right.

© Edward ian Armchair 2002