Keep On Keepin On

Can't remember such a bitter time
The Boss says jump! The workers fall in line
I'm not down, but I'm feeling low
The whip us into line
With the threat of the dole

Time & time when the workers rise
The fightback's stabbed by a neat backstab
& the party papers lies
Leaders lead us into blind retreat
One by one we take the money
Ten by ten we face defeat

The bosses make us pay for their crisis
They blame us for daring to challenge things
Full-timers backslide to the cries of sell out!
We've got to get the reins in our hands ourselves
Stand firm! Hold tight!

The bosses, they hit
While we're taking it
In turns to spit
Divide & lose

It's better to die on our feet
Than to live on our knees!

Keep on keepin' on!
Like a red machine

Maybe 5 or even 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 months
And if it takes a year we've got to last a year