Some people will go for years, without ever finding their place
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Not us we are the lucky ones, for we know who we truly are
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Not privy to abstract thinking, reality's a trusted friend
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Not giving in to idealism, we'll stay real 'til the end
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PUNCH THE CLOCK!
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I don't ascribe to things, being tougher these days than the days before
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People have been getting by for years, on mental toughness and the grit
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Hey we're just workers, confident and realistic, we know where we stand
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Hey we're just workers, not going crazy over events or current trends
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Staying focussed on our duties, and good times 'til the end
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Don't have any axes to grind, or agendas to seek
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Accepted our place in life, got comfort in being meek
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Don't have any axes to grind, any words to search
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A total comfort in where and who we are since our birth
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Today's organized worker is an endangered species.
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For corporate terrorism is cloaked in the guise of fiscal downsizing
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amidst a company recording huge profits. For today's worker, fair
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and humane treatment with adequate wages are now just old
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memories, nailed into an outdated history book. Which doesn't help
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the current masses of mistreated workers, who are unable to
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organize because of fear of reprisals, from profit hungry greedsters
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ala Gordy Gecko. How do these CEO thugs and mobsters in good
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conscience export American jobs day after day?
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How much is enough?
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Or to these robber barons is there such a thing or a concept of enough?
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How many cars do you need?
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How many boats?
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How many houses?
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How many financed mistresses?
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How do you look in the mirror?
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How can you sleep at night?
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Well just remember this, all that you self-righteously stand for...
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WE WILL FIGHT!
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Modern Day Labor Anthem
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| Street Dogs |
