Conditions they are bad, And some of you are sad; You cannot see your enemy, The class that lives in luxury,-- You workingmen are poor,-- Will be forevermore,-- As long as you permit the few To guide your destiny. [Chorus] Shall we still be slaves and work for wages? It is outrageous--has been for ages; This earth by right belongs to toilers, And not to spoilers of liberty. [Verse] The master class is small, But they have lots of "gall." When we unite to gain our right, If they they resist we'll use our might; [Bridge] There is no middle ground This fight must be one round To victory, for liberty, Our class is marching on! [Chorus] Shall we still be slaves and work for wages? It is outrageous--has been for ages; This earth by right belongs to toilers, And not to spoilers of liberty. [Verse] Workingmen, UNITE! We must put up a FIGHT, To make us free from slavery And capitalistic tyranny; This fight is not in vain, We've got a world to gain. Will you be a fool, a capitalist tool, And serve your enemy? [Chorus] Shall we still be slaves and work for wages? It is outrageous--has been for ages; This earth by right belongs to toilers, And not to spoilers of liberty.
