Strike Sound

One, two, three, four!

Hey, Mac, we've been here before

But I can’t imagine when

Frontlines and picket signs

But the checks aren't coming in

And you just had that kid

Back on August 10th

And thirty-five bucks a day

Well, it'll barely pay the rent

And we’ll look out for each other

And keep our ears to the ground

‘Cause we'll be listening to that old strike sound

Someone crossed the line today

I guess they don't understand

The word solidarity

Or better days for a fellow man

Well, it takes time and broken locks

We'll make ‘em sweat ‘till we're better off

And trust me, Mac

Everything in the world's gonna be okay

‘Cause revolution sparks the change

And we'll look out for each other

And keep our ears to the ground

‘Cause we'll be listening to that old strike sound

We’ll be hearing that old strike sound, yeah!

Brothers in arms and sisters at hand

We’ll make our way to the Promised Land

They can't stop us from reaching it

And we’ll look out for each other

And keep our ears to the ground

‘Cause we'll be listening to that old strike sound

And we'll look out for each other

And keep our ears to the ground

‘Cause we'll be listening to that old strike sound

We’ll be hearing that old strike sound

Trust me, they'll hear that old strike sound

That old strike sound