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You kings of coal and steel!
You had your thrones, parasites,
At our backs erected.
All the factories, all the chambers —
All were made by our hands.
It's time! We demand the return
Of that which was stolen from us.
Enough of the will of kings
Stupefying us into the haze of war!
War to the tyrants! Peace to the people!
Go on strike, sons of the army!
And if the tyrants tell us
To fall heroically in battle for them —
Then, murderers, we will point
The muzzles of our cannons at you!
Only we, the workers of the worldwide
Great army of labor,
Have the right to own the land,
But the parasites — never!
And if the great thunder rolls
Over the pack of dogs and executioners,
For us, the sun will forever
Shine on with its fiery beams.
All the world's starving and enslaved!
Our outraged minds are boiling,
Ready to lead us into a deadly fight.
We will destroy this world of violence
Down to the foundations, and then
We will build our new world.
He who was nothing will become everything!
This is our final
and decisive battle;
With the Internationale
humanity will rise up!
No one will grant us deliverance,
Not god, nor tsar, nor hero.
We will win our liberation,
With our very own hands.
To throw down oppression with a skilled hand,
To take back what is ours —
Fire up the furnace and hammer boldly,
while the iron is still hot!
You've sucked enough of our blood, you vampires,
With prison, taxes and poverty!
You have all the power, all the blessings of the world,
And our rights are but an empty sound!
We'll make our own lives in a different way —
And here is our battle cry:
All the power to the people of labour!
And away with all the parasites!
Greater than the might of atoms, magnified a thousand fold
We can bring to birth a new world from the ashes of the old
For the union makes us strong
Solidarity forever
Solidarity forever
Solidarity forever
For the union makes us strong
There is something in the air.
Everywhere you walk, everybody talk
'Bout the I.W.W.
They have got a way to strike
That the master doesn't like--
Everybody stick, that's the only trick,
All are joining it now.
|: Everybody's joining it!
Joining what? Joining it! :|
One Big Union;
That's the workers' choice,
One Big Union;
That's the only noise,
One Big Union;
Shout with all your voice;
Make a noise, make a noise,
Make a noise, boys,
|: Everybody's joining it!
Joining what? Joining it! :|
Joining in this union grand,
Boys and girls in every land;
All the workers hand in hand--
Everybody's joining it now.
When the blackleg miner creeps to work,
With his moleskin pants and dirty shirt,
There goes the blackleg miner.
Well, he grabs his duds and down he goes,
To hew the coal that lies below,
There's not a woman in this town row
Will look at the blackleg miner.
Oh, Delaval is a terrible place,
They rub wet clay in the blackleg's face,
And around the heaps they run a footrace
To catch the blackleg miner.
And even down near the Seghill mine,
Across the way they stretch a line
To catch the throat, to break the spine
Of the dirty blackleg miner.
They grabbed his duds, his picks as well,
And they hoy them down the pit of hell,
Down you go, we pay you well,
You dirty blackleg miner.
It's in the evening after dark
That the blackleg miner creeps to work,
With his moleskin pants and dirty shirt,
There goes the blackleg miner.
So join the union while you may,
Don't wait 'til your dying day
For that may not be far away,
You dirty blackleg miner.
Fifty thousand dirty rolls of blankets on their backs
Fifty thousand minds made up to strike and strike like men
For fifty years, they've "packed" a bed but never will again
"Such a lot of devils," that's what the papers say
"They've gone on strike for shorter hours and a raise in pay
They left the camps, the lazy tramps, they all walked out as one
They say they'll win the strike or put the bosses on the bum"
Fifty thousand wooden bunks full of things that crawl
Fifty thousand restless men have left them once for all
One by one, they dared not say, "The hours are much too long"
But they can shout it now because they're fifty thousand strong
You've never sworn in one of your songs
I'm like "No ♥♥♥♥!"
Now we've got that out the way
So let me bury it, like I'mma gonna
Now I'm a blue-dabba-dee-dabba-dying-dabba-dee-aye
Why? Yeah, I'mma do it myself
See, I'm a not an, nah, I don't need your help
I need a beat from my bro, I need a verse from Deeks
Need some gravy with my pudding sitting next to the beat
'Cause I'm Yorkshire
So Yorkshire
'Cause I'm Yorkshire
So Yorkshire
It's D, you already know the rest
Don't make me yell it out! I'm coming again
It's me, dropping bangers, God, I'm dropping the jaws
Drop a bass line on 'em, now you're rocking the walls
Now I'm knocking your door, with a kick in the snare
Make a racket like I kicked a drum kit down your stairs
Ow!
It don't get no louder
OW!
You must know by now that
I'm Yorkshire
So Yorkshire
'Cause I'm Yorkshire
So Yorkshire
Rattle up a din.
Let the army know. me Girls,
The Brits is comin' in.
Now rattle up your bin lid.
Beat the message out.
Get your head down.
Whistle. Bang, Shout!
Singing Yo Ho- Im A Provo!
Every hen in Jail is laying hand grenades
Over there sir, i do declare sir!
And every old ♥♥♥♥ in the farmyard
Stock singing triumph to Sinn Fein
And it wouldn't be surpising
If there'd be another rising
Said the man from the Daily Mail
Oh the other day i travelled down from Claire sir
I spied an old boreen
Such a bunch of busy gooses there
Dressed in orange, white and green
They were marching to the German Goose step
And whistling Grann na bheal
And every time i showed up
They would shoot me as a yeoman
Said the man from the Daily Mail
Newcastle Town,
There’s Geordie Brown
Cheers to the lads who sup it down
They’re Geordie boys
Tough and proud
They take their music strong and loud
North and South, it’s all the same
Gazza’s here to play the game.
Move your body,
Tap your cap
Keep on going to the Gazza Rap
Clap those hands, let it out
Away the lads
Once last shout
Come on!
Geordie Boys, Geordie Boys
We are the Geordie Boys
We are the Geordie Boys, the Geordie Boys
Geordie Boys, Geordie Boys
I am the Geordie Boy
I am the Geordie Boy, the Geordie Boy
Geordie Boys, Geordie Boys
We are the Geordie Boys
We are the Geordie Boys, the Geordie Boys
Geordie Boys, Geordie Boys
I am the Geordie Boy
I am the Geordie Boy, the Geordie Boy
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