Life At A Top People's Health Farm
The Style Council Lyrics


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Dads gone down the dog track, Engels' laying cables
Brothers with his student friends plotting in the stables
They're preparing for power and how to win
I'm covered in Solaire and preparing to swim
"Old Iron! Old Iron!" - I heard the bobby shout
As he brought his friendly truncheon down with
with a God Almighty clout.
Mothers playing bingo, she's hoping for a big win
She buys the daily papers to see how 10% live
My cousins' greatest wish, is to one day buy a farm
And turn it into a health club with top people charm
"Any evening, any day" - I'm singing to myself
I'll pack up all my clothes and dough and piss off somewhere else.

My ol' man was a dust person until he got the shove
Now the iron heel he talked about is backed by the iron glove
Brothers bought new glasses, shaped like Leon Trotsky's
They look very nice on the mantlepiece, next to the Royal family
I'm laying back with the radio on, in time to hear the Archer's
An everyday tale of country folk mixed up in prostitution.

Like all good stories with a happy end, which I'll now give to you
Our cousins wish was granted and so his dream came true
His gas shares doubled, while his telecoms soared
Til he had enough money, to chair his own board




And thank you Margaret Thatcher, "may you never come to harm"
He now serves cocktails and lettuce at a Top Peoples Health Club Farm.

Overall Meaning

The Style Council's song Life at a Top Peoples Health Farm is a sarcastic commentary on the privileged lifestyle of the upper class. The lyrics paint a picture of various family members participating in activities typical of their social status, while the singer seems detached and disillusioned with the whole scene. The opening lines describe the father going down to the dog track, a common pastime for working-class individuals, while the brother plots for power with his university friends. The contrast between these two worlds is stark, and the song highlights the immense divide between the haves and have-nots.


The singer then describes the mother playing bingo, hoping for a big win, while she reads about the lives of the wealthy elite in the newspapers. The cousin's greatest wish is to buy a farm and turn it into a health club for the upper class, adding to the feeling of exclusivity and privilege. The lyrics "old Iron! Old Iron!" suggest a reference to the police, who enforce the law and maintain order, and the singer's use of the phrase "God almighty clout" adds to the theme of power and control.


The singer of the story seems to have a sense of detachment from the events unfolding around them. They sing to themselves, thinking about leaving and moving on to something else. The song seems to suggest that the life of privilege is vacuous and unfulfilling, and that the singer is searching for something more meaningful.


Line by Line Meaning

Dads gone down the dog track, Engels' laying cables
My father is at the greyhound racing, while Engels is busy working on his own Marxist theories


Brothers with his student friends plotting in the stables
My brother and his fellow students are hatching plans for revolution and change


They're preparing for power and how to win
They are getting ready to seize power and hold onto it using whatever means possible


I'm covered in Solaire and preparing to swim
I am applying sun cream and getting ready to go for a swim


"Old Iron! Old Iron!" - I heard the bobby shout As he brought his friendly truncheon down with with a God Almighty clout.
I heard the police officer shouting out "Stop!" as he hit someone with his baton


Mothers playing bingo, she's hoping for a big win She buys the daily papers to see how 10% live
My mother is playing bingo and hoping to win a large sum of money. She is also reading the newspapers to see how the wealthy live


My cousins' greatest wish, is to one day buy a farm And turn it into a health club with top people charm
My cousin dreams of buying a farm and transforming it into an exclusive health club for the wealthy and powerful


"Any evening, any day" - I'm singing to myself I'll pack up all my clothes and dough and piss off somewhere else.
I am singing a tune to myself, thinking about leaving my current situation and starting afresh somewhere else


My ol' man was a dust person until he got the shove Now the iron heel he talked about is backed by the iron glove
My father used to be a blue-collar worker before being laid off. Now, the oppression he spoke about is enforced even more harshly


Brothers bought new glasses, shaped like Leon Trotsky's They look very nice on the mantlepiece, next to the Royal family
My brother purchased new glasses that resemble those worn by Leon Trotsky. They now sit on the mantelpiece alongside portraits of the British Royal family


I'm laying back with the radio on, in time to hear the Archer's An everyday tale of country folk mixed up in prostitution.
I am reclining while listening to a radio program, which happens to be "The Archers," a fictional tale about English villagers who are involved in seedy activities


Like all good stories with a happy end, which I'll now give to you Our cousins wish was granted and so his dream came true His gas shares doubled, while his telecoms soared Til he had enough money, to chair his own board And thank you Margaret Thatcher, "may you never come to harm" He now serves cocktails and lettuce at a Top Peoples Health Club Farm.
Like a fairytale, my cousin's wish came true. His investments in gas and telecommunications skyrocketed, allowing him to become a wealthy businessman, and he thanks Margaret Thatcher for this success. He now owns and operates a high-end health club for the elite, where he serves fancy cocktails and healthy salads.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: PAUL JOHN WELLER

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