Working Class Lyrics & Chords By The Few

Feeling the pressure on my hand. I can not stop sweating. I do not trust the dosimeter. I do not trust the master. \"Said the master with wine in hand.\" Work for peace!!! ...read more

You were working as a waitress in a cocktail bar When I met you I picked you out, I shook you up, and turned you around Turned you into someone new Now five years later on...read more

What we need is a strong Working Class Unity and a lot of pride For our country and our Class Not for the Upper Class and the government Chorus (2x): What we need is a...read more