Verse

Australian Cleaner's Song

There's a lady who's sure all that glitters ain't gold
'Cause she's cleaning a stairway to heaven
As every floor has its bins and its surfaces cleaned
She's wondering just what she has came for

Woe oh oh oh oh oh
And she's cleaning a stairway to heaven

There's a paper she signed when she needed the job

"Joe Hill" performed by Phil Ochs on Swedish TV, 1968

F            Fsus  F     C     (open D string/then back on 2nd fret)
Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
F Fsus F C
Looking for some work to do
F C Am
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by

Hey Polly

The politician prowls around
For workers' votes entreating
He claims to know the slickest way
To give the boss a beating

    Chorus:- Polly we can't use you dear
    To lead us into clover
    This fight is ours and as for you
    Clear out or get run over

He claims to be the bosses' foe
On workers' friendship doting
he says "Don't fight while on the job
But do it all by voting"

"Elect me to the office boys
Let all your rage pass o'er you
Don't bother with your countless wrongs
I'll do your fighting for you"

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A May Day Special for all the workers bustin their asses in wage slave
jobs featuring: The Pinkos, Rube Waddel, U Utah Phillips, Fiffteen,
Tree more..Happy May Day!!

PLAYLIST:

PDR Intro with Utah Phillips reads the Preamble to the IWW Constitution:

"The working class and the employing class have nothing in common.
There can be no peace so long as hunger and want are found among

The Wooden Shoe

In ancient times the beasts were caught
And penned within a noisome sty,
And scraps of food their master brought
For fear his useful beasts might die;
A lash of heavy weight and shape
Discouraged efforts to escape.

The careless hand that flung the food
Could wield the lash with deadly skill,
And often in an angry mood
A beast or two would sometimes kill,
But over this no sleep he'd lose,
More beasts there were than he could use.

The beasts at times by methods crude
Would strive and seek to break away,
Then would the hand withhold the food
And bring the dreaded lash to play.

The Blue Flu

Law won’t let us strike today
Strike today, strike today
Law won’t let us strike today
But we’re all coming down with the ‘flu, ‘flu, ‘flu
What else can we do, do, do?

We’re coming down with the ‘flu, ‘flu, ‘flu
Every last one of us of us of us
Coming down with the ‘flu ‘flu ‘flu
That terrible blue ‘flu
Pratima got the sack last week
Sack last week, sack last week
Pratima got the sack last week
And old Tom he did too, too, too

Howard’s laws went through, through, through
Yes Howard’s laws went through
Now Tom he is through too, too
‘Cause Howard’s laws went through

Solidarity Forever

Solidarity Forever

(tune: John Brown's Body)

When the union's inspiration through the workers blood shall run There can be no power greater anywhere beneath the sun Yet what force on earth is weaker than the feeble strength of one? But the union makes us strong

Solidarity forever! Solidarity forever! Solidarity forever! For the union makes us strong.

Is there aught we hold in common with the greedy parasite Who would lash us into serfdom and would crush us with his might Is there anything left to us but to organise and fight? For the union makes us strong.

Bump me into Parliament

Bump Me Into Parliament

(tune: Yankee Doodle)

Come listen, all kind friends of mine
I want to move a motion,
To build an El Dorado here,
I've got a bonzer notion.

Chorus:
Bump me into Parliament,
Bounce me any way,
Bang me into Parliament,
On next election day.

Some very wealthy friends I know
Declare I am most clever
While some may talk for an hour or so
Why I can talk forever.

I know the Arbitration Act
As a sailor knows his 'riggins'
So if you want a small advance
I'll talk to Justice Higgins

Back on Beazley Street

by John Cooper Clarke

ar from crazy pavements
...the taste of silver spoons
a clinical arrangement
...on a dirty afternoon
where the fecal germs of mr. freud
...are rendered obsolete
the legal term is null and void
in the case of... beasley street

in the cheap seats where murder breeds
somebody is out of breath
sleep is a luxury they don't need
...a sneak preview of death
belladonna is your flower
manslaughter your meat
spend a year in a couple of hours
on the edge of beasley street

where the action isn't
that's where it is
state your position
vacancies exist
in an x-certificate exercise

Solidarity Forever

Solidarity Forever

(tune: John Brown's Body)

When the union's inspiration through the workers blood shall run
There can be no power greater anywhere beneath the sun
Yet what force on earth is weaker than the feeble strength of one?
But the union makes us strong

Solidarity forever!
Solidarity forever!
Solidarity forever!
For the union makes us strong.

Is there aught we hold in common with the greedy parasite
Who would lash us into serfdom and would crush us with his might
Is there anything left to us but to organise and fight?
For the union makes us strong.

CHORUS

It is we who plowed the prairies; built the cities where they trade;

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