On Strike

Your boss, the devil in disguise

The treadmill the only place where you belong

From day-to-day strength fades away

You wonder what your liver ’d say

Cuz numbness is the way to hang on

You know there is a place

Where you can free yourself

If they force us with cannons

Then we turn them the around

Well, it‘s the revolution sound

Workers, unite

Cause we´re on strike

Workers, unite

Cuz we´re on strike

As long as the workers will

The wheels are standing still

Workers, unite

Cuz we´re on strike

Low wages like a sting

You can´t afford anything

That is way they tighten up your belt

From day-to-day strength fades away

You wonder what your liver ’d say

Cuz numbness is the way to hang on