作词 : Cutler, Frith All our lives, all of us Whose bones you have Climbed on – were all our lives wasted? – were we martyred to Finish with all forms Of slavery forever – only To witness our offspring Complacent and bought off With scraps – to see Workmen and women Divided? O as we look about us Things seem worse than ever.
作词 : Cutler, Frith All our lives, all of us Whose bones you have Climbed on – were all our lives wasted? – were we martyred to Finish with all forms Of slavery forever – only To witness our offspring Complacent and bought off With scraps – to see Workmen and women Divided? O as we look about us Things seem worse than ever.
