Law of the Land Lyrics

Distribute your wages

Like rations to the starving poor

While raking in record profits

You cut back on spending some more

Your greed for money and power

Ravages the ones to whom you owe

Without them producing your riches

You'd slowly die in a hole

A murmur runs through the shop floor

A rising tide of taking it back

This factory belongs to us

No longer slaves to a pay check

Your efforts to stifle rebellion

To stomp out the flame of the just

Have turned to rot and rust

Your heads on the chopping block

And after the end

Freedom shall be the law of the land

And after you fall

Freedom shall reign for one and all

And after you're gone

The workers that fought will

Tell everyone in the world

A new social order

New freedoms are being unfurled

This new way of living

No bosses, no managers, no masters

And there are no slaves

The old social order is sent

Straight to a fiery grave

And after the end

Freedom shall be the law of the land

And after you fall

Freedom shall reign for one and all