Gold Against the Soul (Remastered)

Somebody told me to vote conservative Tragedy is not known under this dimmest of lights Everybody feels sick by the courtesy of dismay Was I schooled without direction? Gold against the soul Rock and roll has a conscience It supplies convenience Gold against, against the soul Against the soul Close the pits, sanctify Roy Lynk an O.B.E Shareholding a piece of this fucking country Fossilize, make Yorkshire into a tourist resort And dream of new ways to humble the poor Gold against the soul White liberal hates slavery Needs Thai labor to clean his home Gold erodes, erodes the soul Erodes the soul A thousand Marlboro deaths ignored everyday And who gives a shit about sexuality Gold against the soul Working class clichés start here Either cloth caps or smack victims Gold destroyed, destroyed the soul Destroyed the soul