When I awoke one morning -there was a feeling in the air
Everything was quiet -Things were different everywhere
The Wobblies were back again with Joe Hill at the mike
When all the minimum-wage workers went on strike
There was no one flipping burgers
All the grills were cold
Onion rings were in their bags
Fries were growing mold
There were no baristas at Starbucks
Asking: "How many shots would you like?"
When all the minimum-wage workers went on strike.
There was no one pumping gasoline -No one driving from town to town
No one at the registers -all the highways were shut down
The cars were stuck in their garage -businessmen on bikes
When all the minimum-wage workers went on strike.
The fruit was falling off the trees
No one to load the trucks
Corn was rotting on the stalk
No farm hands to shuck
The workfare workers were hanging at home
Spending the day with their tykes
When all the minimum-wage workers went on strike.
Yuppie parents were housebound their nannies left the job
Wal-Mart workers said enough of our labor has been robbed
The Foot Locker was locked up - The boss had to take a hike
When all the minimum-wage workers went on strike
When I awoke one morning -there was a feeling in the air
Everything was quiet -Things were different everywhere
The Wobblies were back again with Joe Hill at the mike
When all the minimum-wage workers went on strike.
When all the minimum-wage workers went on strike!
Everything was quiet -Things were different everywhere
The Wobblies were back again with Joe Hill at the mike
When all the minimum-wage workers went on strike
There was no one flipping burgers
All the grills were cold
Onion rings were in their bags
Fries were growing mold
There were no baristas at Starbucks
Asking: "How many shots would you like?"
When all the minimum-wage workers went on strike.
There was no one pumping gasoline -No one driving from town to town
No one at the registers -all the highways were shut down
The cars were stuck in their garage -businessmen on bikes
When all the minimum-wage workers went on strike.
The fruit was falling off the trees
No one to load the trucks
Corn was rotting on the stalk
No farm hands to shuck
The workfare workers were hanging at home
Spending the day with their tykes
When all the minimum-wage workers went on strike.
Yuppie parents were housebound their nannies left the job
Wal-Mart workers said enough of our labor has been robbed
The Foot Locker was locked up - The boss had to take a hike
When all the minimum-wage workers went on strike
When I awoke one morning -there was a feeling in the air
Everything was quiet -Things were different everywhere
The Wobblies were back again with Joe Hill at the mike
When all the minimum-wage workers went on strike.
When all the minimum-wage workers went on strike!
envoyé par giorgio - 31/5/2010 - 12:26
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Lyrics and music by David Rovics
Testo e musica di David Rovics
Da/From "We Just Want The World"