Letras
They say we've got it made
Work 50 hours to get two days
The ruling class wants you
To work 50 years to get a few
Punch your boss, won't take this shit
Fight for people, not profit
Quit your job, come and play
Eat peaches on beaches and fuck all day
The system's all set up
To squeeze every drop of sweat and blood
Let's show those fucking jerks
That there's no value without work
Eat the rich, there's nothing left
Fucking useless one percent
Built your wealth on land you stole
Death to corporate CEOs
If our demands are not met
Off with all their fucking heads
Organize, unionize, never cross a picket line
No war but class war
Workers rights, seize the means, richies get the guillotine
We're always DTR
You worship at the feet
Of billionaires with endless greed
Don't care what songs they sing
It's time to build the guillotine
Halt production, mass disruption
Working class controls your function
Built your wealth on land you stole
Death to corporate CEOs
It's time we turned the tide
The rich are never satisfied
They've got their private jets
We've got the 99 percent
March with the poor straight to your door
Take back what was ours before
Arm the oppressed, there's nothing left
Off with all their fucking heads
Organize, unionize, never cross a picket line
No war but class war
Workers rights, seize the means, richies get the guillotine
We're always DTR
Organize, unionize, never cross a picket line
No war but class war
Workers rights, seize the means, richies get the guillotine
We're always DTR
Down to riot
Down to riot
Down to riot
Down to riot