(Originally by Billy Bragg). . There is power in a democracy, power in the land. Power in the hands of a worker. But it all amounts to nothing if together we don't stand.
Up in the morning and out to school. Mother says there be no work next year. Qualifications once the Golden Rule are now just pieces of paper. Just because you're better than me doesn't mean I'm lazy..
Iâ??m gonna tell you fascists. You may be surprised. The people in this world. Are getting organized. Youâ??re bound to lose. You fascists bound to lose.
[Originally by Billy Bragg]. . I went out drinking with Thomas Paine. He said that all revolutions are not the same. They are as different as the cultures.
[Originally by Billy Bragg]. . Help save the youth of America. Help save them from themselves. Help save the sun-tanned surfer boys. And the Californian girls.
There you are standing at the bar. And you're giving me grief about the DDR. And that chip on your shoulder. Gets bigger as you, get older. One of these night you're gonna get caught,.
Rome never looks where she treads. Always her heavy hooves fall. On our stomachs, our hearts and our heads. And Rome never hears when we bawl. . Her sentries pass on that is all.
Come all you good workers. Good news to you I'll tell. Of how the good old union. Has come in here to dwell. . Which side are you on boys?. Which side are you on?.
In a busy street, a man sits down. Oblivious to the traffic sounds. No chaos, no frenzied shrieking crowd. Thank God their silence, walking heads, bent down.
Our father was a union man some day I'll be one too.. The bosses fired daddy what's our family gonna do?. Come all you good workers good news to you. I'll tell of how the good old union has come in here to dwell..
I'm goin' up field. Way up on the hillside. I'm goin' higher. Than I've ever been before. That's where you'll find me. Over the horizon. Wading in the river.
He's already been inside me. And he really didn't say. And I really didn't ask him. I just hoped and prayed. . He's already been in side me. And I really don't feel well.
To the misanthropic misbegotten merchants of gloom. Who look into their crystal balls and prophesied our doom:. "Let the death knell chime, its the end of time".
Up in the morning and out to school. Mother says there'll be no work next year. Qualifications once the golden rule. Are now just pieces of paper. . Just because you're better than me.
Sandra met Raymond at the Race Relations. Much to the dismay of her family and friends. The love that we have is so important. . The time that it takes to make a baby.
Somewhere between the midnight. And the cold and empty dawn. I found myself out walking. On the street where I was born. And I keep upon a stranger. To look me in the face.
There is power in a factory, power in the land. Power in the hands of a worker. But it all amounts to nothing if together we don't stand. There is power in a union.
A rainy afternoon. Spent in the warmest room. She lay before me and said. Yes it's true that I have seen some naked men. . As she made for the door. Leaving me on the floor.
To the rich man's bright lodges. I ride in this wind. On my good horse, I call you. My shiny black Bess. . To the playhouse of fortune. To take the bright silver.
When I was young I told my mum. I'm going to walk on the Moon someday. Armstrong and Aldrin spoke to me. From Houston and Cape Kennedy. And I watched the Eagle landing.