Its time to arm ourselves in the night When you see the enemy, you have to fight They make their profits from our sweat We have to show them that we're not dead yet Fight for the people Fight for the cause Fight to the death Its a working class war They act like their doin' us a favor And all they do is pit us against our neighbors They say, "shut up, or we'll give them your job" We gotta show them that we're the working class mob United we stand divided we fall Injustice to one, hurts us all We work in the fields, we toil in the factories We work all our lives to ensure their prosperity Meanwhile, we go hungry, can't enjoy our lives I wanna live rather than just survive