da The Socialist Songbook
They're talking war. Who's talking war?
The bosses' press. We know what for.
They send us to wallow in mire and mud,
While they coin gold out of workers' blood.
Try It again - oh just
Try It again - just once
And we'll reverse our bayonets then.
We want no war. Who wants no war?
The working class. We want no war.
We're tired of giving our lives in vain.
If they want a war, we will sing this refrain.
Try It again - oh just
Try It again - just once
And we'll reverse our bayonets then.
The bosses' press. We know what for.
They send us to wallow in mire and mud,
While they coin gold out of workers' blood.
Try It again - oh just
Try It again - just once
And we'll reverse our bayonets then.
We want no war. Who wants no war?
The working class. We want no war.
We're tired of giving our lives in vain.
If they want a war, we will sing this refrain.
Try It again - oh just
Try It again - just once
And we'll reverse our bayonets then.
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