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Nurses revolt, teachers demand, and Vive la Révolution!
We've stolen a truffle from Fortnum & Mason
At the tender age of 17 we marched and made a difference
Surging crowds and riot vans; placards, masks and banners
And on the way back to the coach
As the Metropolitan jived with the Jubilee
She grabbed my wrist
Cautious to keep us hip by hip
Amongst the chaos and the confusion
The coach found Wakefield in darkness
Our Pringle clad delinquent from the episode at dawn
Was out on the town once more
She headed home in a car with her Mam
And I caught the final 127
We'd be hip by hip once more on the Tuesday
As the strip light flickered in the Politics block
And Mr Woodstones delighted us with his lectures
But next Saturday, she'd be at the hairdressers in Horbury
Ed Miliband spoke at a bus depot in Hounslow Heath
And I'd be watching Ossett Albion play against Nostell Miners Welfare
Not a single placard in sight
I once fell in love with a Communist Vegetarian; aka "Lenin & McCartney"
8 years on since we both left College, I randomly bumped into her at Leeds Fest
She told me how she'd loved that day, and swore she'd never forget
As we both stood in the queue for steak baguettes

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