60 years Was all we got Some liberation An "equal" shot Or so we thought As Mum and Dad retired With the TV on The disenchantment choir I walk these streets, these dead end streets My head aglow, I wanna go, where no man should go The fight is fixed And happiness Is a dimmer grin The thick is thin Let's begin Let's begin No rights No peace Tonight We won't sleep No sleep This is War It always was From a bitter field, A better deal The workers' cause
In highrise and in pit We give our lives to it In highrise and in pit For as far as the eye can see From them to you to me And further than the eye can see...
Suffer that Suffer that a while But hold on Until your chest explodes What's right is right...