The first thing that needs to be said Is hatred's all very well But hatred must be organised If dreams are to be realised And anger is no substitute For diciplined rebellion To unionise is to organise
Well all this talk of fighting back Is talk to be ignored If we don't know where our power lies And utilize the tools we've got The bosses have the money And the workers have no rights But our muscle is our labour And we flex it when we go on strike
We can talk of riots and petrol bombs And revolutions all day long But if we fail to organise We'll waste our lives on protest songs A life worth living is waiting to be won, sure The day the bosses fall The day the dream has come But stop romanticising Hollow talk is just a curse The revolution won't appear We all have to build for it first