Same Old Story

One day when I was 15 years The autumn 33 My dad came home and he said "Who will now pay for mom, you and me?" He'd been fired from his work that day Hm and many more Now recession was here, times of anger and fear He never got to work anymore Mom and dad were fighting a lot And dad, he drank to forget When he moved out he hugged me tight He was crying with regret Same old story, like yesterday They live while all the others have to pay They take it all from us We're just numbers in their heads The more they abuse us The more we're seeing red Way back in the golden years When things were said and done In the industry at the Factory, there was work for everyone We were 200 workers, we did our best Working in gases and dust Though inside we knew for the privileged few They faced us with disgust All across our wealthy land it Came from the worker's hand I did better for sure but I Can't ignore that the price I Payed was grand Same old story, like yesterday They live while all the others have to pay They take it all from us We're just numbers in their heads The more they abuse us The more we're seeing red Same old story, no good news at all They win and we lose as we fall The peoplemust unite to Rewrite our history To put an end to their slavery In welfare or depression We're always the ones letdown They keep saying one thing What the future will bring But we know that day won't come Now listen to these words I say, stand up raise your fist Our banner red shows th Way ahead, it's our duty to resist Even though I'm old and Grey I never will adjust May the struggle live, there Is more to give cause The future belongs to us