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My generation doesn't talk about unions All of our contracts say independent It's a strange time to be alive, to be certain Treat me like a friend, I'll ask you for benefits It was on May Day, a day about unions I thought of our own precious union In a fit of inspiration, I stumbled to Union Pool To ask if their membership dues go to SEIU And that's when I saw you You said, "Let's take a walk through the park after dark I was born here in Brooklyn, my backyard's McKibben So who are we kidding?" It was on May Day, a day about unions I thought of our own precious union Lia, it's a labor of love with you For the greater good, selfless love Oh the things that I'd do Lia, what I wouldn't give to pick up picket signs with you It's only time until we're front lines, making headlines...
Writer(s): Wes Leslie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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