[Verse 1]
They're breaking glass and burning buildings in the early greenhouse sun
The powers that be will blame extremists and I may well be one
Yes, I may well be one
And Wat Tyler's ghost is smiling as approving he looks on
They haven't really been this angry since 1381
Since 1381

[Chorus]
And I am just a jangling man
Been in the cold too long, a-long, a-long
And I live with a Raggedy Ann
We never had any money, is it really so wrong?

[Verse 2]
The velvet glove, the iron rod and the bridle for your tongue
The tanks which trundle through the square when the old have killed the young
The wind feels all but colder now in the early summer sun
The old man sees the wall come down and he reaches for his gun
He reaches for his gun

[Chorus]
And I am just a jangling man
Been in the cold too long, a-long, a-long
And I live with a Raggedy Ann
We never had any money, is it really so wrong?
[Post-Chorus]
When we dream, dream of a feeling
To wake one day and find that you are gone
And will we dance, dance by the graveside
So glad, so glad, so glad that you are gone

[Verse 3]
To all you kids in Cardboard City, I hope you're having fun
And all you voters everywhere will remember what you've done
Remember what you've done
And wander dimly through the past of the England that you knew
These disposed and homeless children, they all belong to you
They all belong to you

[Chorus]
And I am just a jangling man
Been in the cold too long, a-long, a-long
And I live with a Raggedy Ann
We never had any money, is it really so wrong?

[Post-Chorus]
When we dream, dream of a feeling
To wake one day and find that you are gone
And will we dance, dance by the graveside
So glad, so glad, so glad that you are gone