With all that's going on in Wisconsin, I'm reminded of

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a couple of songs:


The working class is strong and proud see how our hammers shine
See how our banners stand so true along the picket line
And if you cross my picket line I'm going to kick your ass
For I will fight this war forever for my planet and my class.

My old growth forests stand so tall so ancient and so free
Those five percent survivors of what stretched from sea to sea
And if you cut these last few down I'm going to kick your ass
For I will fight this war forever for my planet and my class.

My union brothers and my sisters all have working hands
They process ore in metal plants and mills of many lands
And if you lock my comrades out I'm going to kick your ass
For I will fight this war forever for my planet and my class.

The tyrants days are numbered let all workers be forewarned
Those traitors who sell out their class shall be forever scorned.
And if the scab's cars parked nearby I'm going to break their glass
And throw a match or two into the tank that holds the gas.

The working class is strong and proud see how our hammers shine
See how our banners stand so true along the picket line
And if you cross my picket line I'm going to kick your ass
For I will fight this war forever for my planet and my class.

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I've seen the lands beyond these borders, where the corporations rule,
And they spin their lies and they globalize & the working man's their tool.
And the streams are so polluted, that the banks are bleak and bare,
And the babies all are born deformed and the smog is everywhere.
And the workers' wages dropped thirty percent in just one year,
Now those greedy bastards want to bring the same conditions here...

So you called upon me brother, and you asked what I would do,
And I told the truth dear brother when I spoke these words to you:
I will stand beside your shoulder, when the teargas fills the sky,
If a national guardsmen shoots me down I'll be looking him in the eye.
I will wash their pepper from your face and go with you to jail,
And if you don't make it through this fight I swear I'll tell your tale.
I will stay with you in the prison cell in solidarity,
And I will not leave that cursed room til you walk out with me.
For we the people fight for freedom, while the cops just fight for pay,
And as long as the truth is in our hearts we're sure to win someday.
I will not falter when that iron fist comes out of the velvet glove,
I will stand beside you shoulder to defend this land we love.

I've heard tales of conquered islands, where the sweatshop barons rule,
Recruiting girls from the Asian slums to be the rich man's tool.
And they're promised lives of luxury in the golden USA,
Then they're stranded on these islands with their passports stripped away.
And their aging fingers toil and bleed, year after grueling year,
Now those greedy bastards want to bring the same conditions here...

So you called upon me sister, and you asked what I would do,
And I told the truth dear sister when I spoke these words to you:
I will stand beside your shoulder, when the teargas fills the sky,
If a national guardsmen shoots me down I'll be looking him in the eye.
I will wash their pepper from your face and go with you to jail,
And if you don't make it through this fight I swear I'll tell your tale.
I will stay with you in the prison cell in solidarity,
And I will not leave that cursed room til you walk out with me.
For we the people fight for freedom, while the cops just fight for pay,
And as long as the truth is in our hearts we're sure to win someday.
I will not falter when that iron fist comes out of the velvet glove,
I will stand beside you shoulder to defend this land we love.


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