| We’re walking out
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| We’re downing our tools
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| This management
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| They take us for fools
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| All we’re asking is
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| A living wage
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| A living wage
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| A living wage
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| And now
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| There’s nothing I can do
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| I spend my days in dreams
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| And join the endless queue
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| So far from the machines
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| All the machines are quiet
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| I could scream
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| All the machines are quiet
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| I’ll take the kids
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| To Chessington zoo
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| The big gorilla
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| He looks just like you
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| Watch that tiger
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| Pacing in his cage
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| I feel his rage
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| I feel his rage
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| And now
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| There’s nothing
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| I can do
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| I spend my days in dreams
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| And join the endless queue
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| So far from the machines
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| All the machines are quiet
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| I could scream
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| All the machines are quiet
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| The winter’s coming
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| We need new shoes
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| I’m selling the car
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| I’m paying my dues
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| The union bosses
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| Tell us five more weeks — five more weeks —
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| Five more weeks
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| And now
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| There’s nothing
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| I can do
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| I spend my days in dreams
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| And join the endless queue
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| So far from the machines
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| All the machines are quiet
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| I could scream
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| All the machines are quiet |