Since the 19th century, the term "bourgeoisie" usually is politically and sociologically synonymous with the ruling upper class of a capitalist society.
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Don't need no coffee
Don't need no tea
Don't need no shit, shit sugar just a let me be
Out in the ethos is right in my place
Driving slow, country road, police giving chase
But they ain't going to catch me cause I'm paper thin
With a soul like whoa boy where ya been
Aint' going to proceed with caution, I'll be damned to be ware
Let me tell you a little secret nobody knows, I'm not scared, no
I ain't down with the fear based ain't down with the man
Cups up to the middle class doing everything they can
Busting their asses and saving face
All the while with a smile between a rock and a hard place
Now I'm going to tell you something you were taught not to believe
They ain't going to ever let you be the bourgeoisie, no
That's why I'm proud to be a poor boy, grow up
Proud of my son, yeah
And I'm proud of a town called Danville, where I'm from
So pass me the bourbon I'll pass on a chase
And hook it up for good luck, JC goodness sake
Now I'm going to tell you something for the very last time
I'm a music man, still going to be until the day that I die.
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