What is the point, you'll never win
We're up at your throats before you begin
Closing your ears to other men's views
Change for the good, would not bring bad news
Turning your heads away from the crowd
Turning much further than we can allow
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Why change the rules, say those at the top
To those at the bottom, caught looking up
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Too many bodies, doubting your worth
Shout to the people, salt of the earth