Chumbawamba - You Can (Ma** Trespa**, 1932) lyrics

For all those feet in ancient times For stepping out of line Dragging time and tide Against the keepers of the past The flags of cla** and caste Limp upon the mast All your week you were someone's slave Today you're a free man If they tell you you can't Then you can You can, you can, you can You can, you can Walking high upon the hills Rough-shod against well-heeled A bu*terfly breaks upon the wheel A compa** and a cap A sing-song and a scrap A dotted line across the map All your week you were someone's slave Today you're a free man If they tell you you can't Then you can You can, you can, you can You can, you can Every five-barred gate my home A place to call my own Stone to boundary stone For every footprint on the land The banners and the banned Who swayed the best-laid plans All your week you were someone's slave Today you're a free man If they tell you you can't Then you can You can, you can, you can