When the chance comes to agitate,
You must act quickly you can’t wait,
To listen to compelling fact,
Arguments that may well distract,
You from your reactionary role,
To steal the strike and take control.
Once they’re completely in your thrall,
It’ll be easy, they’ll play ball;
Just promise them utopia,
A life of cornucopia,
The tyranny of bosses gone,
They can look to a Golden Dawn.
But, who’s in charge without the boss?
Who fucking cares; who gives a toss?
The means to wealth are in our hands,
We’ve won the day, all our demands!
Our future’s written, bold and bright,
Come Comrades and join the fight!