Mayday ft. Space Baby Lyrics

(Ibagsak ang imperyalismo, pyudalismo, at burukrata-kapitalismo!)

(Ibagsak ang imperyalismo, pyudalismo, at burukrata-kapitalismo!)

(Ibagsak ang imperyalismo, pyudalismo, at burukrata-kapitalismo!)

(Ibagsak ang imperyalismo, pyudalismo, at burukrata-kapitalismo!)

Ayo, mayday, mayday, I paid the bills on payday

Then I'm in the red like an Anakbayan flag

Graffiti tag spray-spray against the red-tagging melee

As we struggle en masse

The past we must honor, the workers gave blood

For the five-day workweek we have

Labor made the world, literally, y'all put it on blast

As the captains of capital, smash and attack

Pigs raise batons, pompous is their front

But you can smell the fear knowing that we stand strong as a class

Clashing in the streets like a red line and white line

A militant salute for the troops giving their lifetimе

For liberation, knowing what's the destination

Not knowing whеther they'll arrive fine in this lifetime

Stand strong, the struggle goes on

A red sun graced the sky, it's a new dawn

(Ibagsak ang imperyalismo, pyudalismo, at burukrata-kapitalismo!)

(Ibagsak ang imperyalismo, pyudalismo, at burukrata-kapitalismo!)

(Ibagsak ang imperyalismo, pyudalismo, at burukrata-kapitalismo!)

(Ibagsak ang imperyalismo, pyudalismo, at burukrata-kapitalismo!)

Organizing in your barrio, going back to Bonifacio

(Never forget class struggle!)

Militants don't stop, going back to the HUKBALAHAP

(Never forget class struggle!)

It never stopped pouring since the First Quarter Storm

(Never forget class struggle!)

Workers unite, break your chains and fight

(Never forget class struggle!)

Determined is the look upon their faces

Scorching is the sun, a heatwave oasis

A rippling effect, fish inside the pond

Strong bonds wasting all intimidation of the tasers

Arms locked while they got their guns cocked

The harder they push, the more bravery we unlock

People heard a shot rang, but didn't move

And stayed true to the strategy and followed up the tune

The mass line had measured up the mood of the masses

Attack is a defense when you isolate the backwards

The pace of the advanced grabbed the intermediate and locked hands

The greedy boss said no to the demands

So you strike, one to reach a hundred

Without your labor, watch the profit plummet

Without the taser, the pig is a pundit

The workers do the job and keep the show running