Working Class Anthem Lyrics

Your false truth your fake smiles

Your factory, poisoning air and sea

Your empty promises

Bullshit talk is the CEO's specialty

Corrupt politicians getting paid so the shareholders can sleep tight

Private guards, evil dogs, barb-wired paradise behind concrete walls

So we're singing the songs of the prolls

We might as well escape this Orwellian world

Putting our bodies upon their gear

Upon their wheels to stop the machine from working at all

Dethrone the emperors

Thought criminals hunted down by thought police

Common sense searched and ceased 'till no threat of freedom exist

So we're singing the songs of the prolls

We might as well escape this Orwellian world

Putting our bodies upon their gear

Upon their wheels to stop the machine from working at all

Dethrone the emperors

1935 the "Wagner Act", the biggest achievement of the labor force since the Great Depression 'till now

In the name of profit raping and ruining the land

Earth is expendable

Go back to the barricades time to prevent the catastrophe

In the name of profit, our blood is traded for oil

Life is expendable

Go back to the barricades on a class war against the aristocracy

An army of lawyers and death squads enforcing new business laws

Bullshitcoms, TV games, controlled media controlling the masses

They want you to be unaware that there is a class war

We will prevail

So we sing proletarian songs to forget for a while this parody of life

So we sing proletarian songs to break down the chains

So there will be masters no more

No more