Karaoké Worker's Song Dropkick Murphys

Yeah this one's for the workers who toil night and day

By hand and by brain to earn your pay

Who for centuries long past for no more than your bread have bled for your countries and counted your dead

In the factories and mills

In the shipyards and mines

We've often been told to keep up with the times

For our skills are not needed

They've streamlined the job and with sliderule and stopwatch our pride they have robbed

We're the first ones to starve

We're the first ones to die

The first ones in line for that pie in the sky

And we're always the last when the cream is shared out

For the worker is workin' when the fat cat's about

And when the sky darkens and the prospect is war who's given a gun and then pushed to the fore

And expected to die for the land of our birth though we've never owned one lousy handful of earth

We're the first ones to starve

We're the first ones to die

The first ones in line for that pie in the sky

And we're always the last when the cream is shared out

For the worker is workin' when the fat cat's about

We're the first ones to starve

We're the first ones to die

The first ones in line for that pie in the sky

And we're always the last when the cream is shared out

For the worker is workin' when the fat cat's about

We're the first ones to starve

We're the first ones to die

The first ones in line for that pie in the sky

And we're always the last when the cream is shared out

For the worker is workin' when the fat cat's about

And all of these things the worker has done

From tillin' the fields to carryin' the gun

We've been yoked to the plough since time first began and always expected to carry the can