The Strikers
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Clock strikes 5
End of a bloody shift
Knees are weak and fingers are stiff
The workers step outside and wipe the sweat from their eyes
It's time to decide to go home or fight
The chief turned and spit then wiped his lip and said there's no way to stop us now
Their fists were strong but their will was stronger
60 minds set
packing crowbars and hammers
Marched back through the gate
For that last goddam day
Negotiations would not placate
It's the habit of management to wait and wait and then give us just enough that we don't walk away
The Strikers were a rock
Smashing a chokehold
Tearing the shackles off
They could not be stopped
with the boot off their necks the fire had come back
They fought til dawn
So many lost their lives, but some found themselves
So the story goes
you can only oppress for so long and then you will be left burning
You've got something to say
so say it
You've got something to do
so get up
Clock strikes 5
End of a bloody shift
Knees are weak and fingers are stiff
Their fists were strong but their will was stronger
60 minds set
Packing crowbars and hammers
Marched back through the gate
For that last goddam day
Negotiations would not placate
It's the habit of management to wait and wait and then give us just enough that we don't walk away
The Strikers were a rock
Smashing a chokehold
Tearing the shackles off
They could not be stopped
With the boot off their necks the fire had come back
They fought til dawn
So many lost their lives, but some found themselves
So the story goes
you can only oppress for so long and then you will be left burning
Woah oo oh oh
You're a Striker