This distinction in class
makes of one
such an ***
If the accent's on accent and
what we call social breeding
it's a bleedin' disgrace that my
face doesn't fit.
I never went to Uni'
so sue me,
the secondary modern was ancient,
the teachers deficient and they relied on the
lies that had been told long before,
by year four I was outa there
in the big wide world and
thought I'd get a share,
but I got bugga all
(which is not a big house in the country)
It boils down to this,
born with a silver spoon in your gob
and the job's yours,
when the onus is on a plummy voice and
you've none,
you're *******
Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 5:03 PM UTC
This distinction in class
makes of one
such an ***
If the accent's on accent and
what we call social breeding
it's a bleedin' disgrace that my
face doesn't fit.
I never went to Uni'
so sue me,
the secondary modern was ancient,
the teachers deficient and they relied on the
lies that had been told long before,
by year four I was outa there
in the big wide world and
thought I'd get a share,
but I got bugga all
(which is not a big house in the country)
It boils down to this,
born with a silver spoon in your gob
and the job's yours,
when the onus is on a plummy voice and
you've none,
you're *******
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