Picketline Lyrics

Picketline lyrics

under the heels of the corporations your small world is crashing down

under the laws of the worldwide market nothing is sacred now

the new gods rank us worthless and deny our potential

unemployment as a weapon to make us fight each other

get up!

under the worldwide market

get up!

nothing is sacred now

the billboards proclamate prosperity

the media spreads the philosophy

reproduction of clandestine slavery

"and everyone's a winner, baby!"

your bosses accumulate property while the masses DIE in poverty

and everyone's a winner, baby!

everyone's a winner baby.

get up!