And their systems crash to the ground
Just to make sure the food gets bought
And see our marvelous leaders quiver
Governments threaten you with recession
The responsibility you must bear
When it's your own future in your hands
Keep us divided with their greed and hate
Not to turn against your own kind whenever governments tell you to
Imagine if tomorrow the workers went on strike
They know that if it happens their lazy days are over
The day the working people join together
Maybe a hard one to face up to
Not just British Leyland but the whole world
And you men in uniform will have to learn the lesson too
Keep you struggling to put the food on your plate
How the other side wants to take away
We'll all rest much more easy
Then they threaten you with war
Who would earn their profits?
Get the trans-global express moving
Who would make their bombs?
You'd see the hands of oppression fumble
All the things you ain't got no more
