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Dump The Bosses
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If you're tired of working hard with little in your wallet
And you're sick of scrimping and saving 'cos you've little left to show for it,
And you spend your working hours lining someone else's pocket
And all your energy and enterprise goes for someone else's profit,
Well, maybe you'd be happier, if you didn't have to toil
To pay for the banker's champagne, cocaine and planes dropping Bombs on foreign soil, for oil.
Dump The Bosses Off Your Backs.
I know it may sound crazy to think that we could all be free,
I felt the same myself, until I began to see
That it's us that does the work and the organizing anyway,
So who the hell do they think they're kidding, when they say that
The workers of the world, and the poor, and the oppressed
Couldn't make a better job of it than their stupid bloody mess,
Oh I know who I would go to if I needed something done!
So come on, everyone and
Dump The Bosses Off Your Backs
Now we've talked about the problems confronting you and me
And we've talked about a better world where we could all be free
Now we have to organise it in our work and on our streets
To create the revolution that the bosses cannot beat
In our hands is placed a power greater than their gold
And greater than the might of armies magnified a thousandfold
We can bring to birth a new world from the ashes of the old
When we just.....
Dump The Bosses Off Our Backs.
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Maybe I could take your hand and take you to another land,
A place where you and I could play
And have adventures every day.
We'd sail across a silver sea
And let the breezes set us free
To find an island where we will
Build tree-house on the hill.
The monkeys and the hummingbirds
Will sing to us in honeyed words,
The parrots and the panda bears
Will dance to wash away our cares.
Oh the troubles, all the troubles, all the troubles you've seen.
You go to bed and cry at night,
After all the tears and fights,
But in our hearts we have a dream:
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A dream in which we take your hand and take you to another land, a place where you and I could play and have adventures every day. We sail across the silver sea and let the breezes set us free to find an island where we will build a treehouse on the hill. The monkeys and the hummingbirds will sing to us in honeyed words, the parrots and the panda bears will dance to wash away our cares.
Oh the troubles, all the troubles, all the troubles you've seen.
I wish that you could go to bed with nothing in your sleepy head but Dancing panda bears,
Singing hummingbirds
And all our honey'd words of love.
Dancing panda bears,
Singing humming birds
And all our honey'd words of love.
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