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We Don't Work May 1st

by Various Artists

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If I say hello Ask you about your show We're not dating No We're not Dating NO Let you cut in line Or do anything kind We're not dating No We're not dating NO If she made you smile Don't put her on a guilt trip For your time worth while Is not wanting a relationship If I ask for the time It's not a pick up line We're not Dating No We're not dating NO Crack a joke And ask you about your folks We're not dating No We're not dating NO How many times Does she stress She doesn't want sex If she shows up in a dress
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Muñeca We’re not your baby doll We’re not your little fetish You want to make us an object? You see us no more than just a kink Well let me see you cross this off your list You wanna test my anger motherfucker? It’s time for me to speak my mind You’re degrading my sisters and our mothers It’s time to put your teeth to the curb Muñeca (3x) We will no longer be treated like a bunch of muñecas
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All alone, and crumbled in this world The plight continues for the common man Unbeknownst, and growing introverted A mind that's perfect for the master plan Right in front of unsuspecting faces Never to be seen.. REALITY REALITY So it goes, those left all alone Take comfort in a world that is not at hand So they search, and prostitute their souls Just for something they can understand Right in front of unsuspecting faces Never to be seen REALITY REALITY Past it's dawn and growing out of fashion Never to be seen REALITY REALITY Right in front of unsuspecting faces Never to be seen REALITY REALITY REALITY REALITY
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Do they work, three hundred and eighty times more than you do? Do they know, three hundred and eighty times more than you do? Do they starve, three hundred and eighty times more than you do? Then why the hell, do they make, three hundred and eighty times more than you do? Well I think, this is going too far, I think they are getting away with our future, our past, everything that we once had And I work, and I like it, I haven’t had it bad so far but my degree, seems to be, worth less than the paper it was printed on And my friends, and my family, stuck working dead end jobs what did they do, to deserve it, a minimum wage barely helping at all? Pull yourselves up by your bootstraps, is what they always say they always forget to tell you, just how the boots get made They are products of thievery, of telling the poor to be grateful they are fine with you starving, as long as you’re willing and able to work, three hundred and eighty times more than they do to know, three hundred and eighty times more than they do to starve, three hundred and eighty times more than they do to make, three hundred and eighty times less than they do So I think its time to redefine, just how this wealth is spread who deserves to benefit, who deserves to be fed things seem to be getting worse, but we can still resist And I’m no master at economics, but let me tell you this: You’re worth, more than the sweat off your brow you’re worth, more than the night shifts allow your worth, is something that they can’t buy your worth, is only yours to define Because we are worth more than their dollars
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This song is a call for resistance in reaction to increased visibility and power in the hands of the alternative right, religious extremists and white supremacists. The song is a powerhouse punk assault with a heavy Latin-infused breakdown at the end. lyrics Who justifies the atrocities with scapegoats? Piece by piece, you craft a fascist state: With bibles, with kerosene, With crosses and gasoline. Fire! The time has come. Burning down your stupidity We will refuse this fate We will! Who glorifies the futility of nations? As they inhale to fill their lungs with hate With bibles, with kerosene, With crosses and gasoline. Fire! Fire! Burn. From right to left and back to right again Fascist state on the brink of complete destruction We will react against We will! We get the leaders we deserve. Fire! The time has come! Burning down your stupidity We will refuse this fate From right to left and back to right again Fascist state on the brink of Complete destruction We will react against We will! Now we will refuse this fate. Now we will defy. Now we will refuse this fate. Now we… Defy!
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Upon the grave of Voltairine I bowed my head in shame to think What would her voice say, so serene If she looked upon our world today? Or better yet what could I claim If she and I were face to face Here, now, with our earth so gray With all it’s evident decay? I come back to the old cliché Of those here rolling in their graves How could we substantiate Their sacrifice so Herculean Though I take on heaven’s weight I’m not deluded by deceit I’ve learned the power of my voice This fly will buzz until you wake The arm of Justice raised and bare Her sword upheld, gleams its glare Mothers, fathers your stern cries Have burned my soul in this reprise: Written in red our protest stands Illuminate! Seize the lands! Set it alight by roaring flame Emancipate! Our earth reclaimed! Do you hear the pounding drum – The trampling feet and ceaseless hum? And when our billion marchers come Our martyrs will course through our blood The arm of Justice raised and bare Her sword upheld, gleams its glare Mothers, fathers your stern cries Have burned my soul in this reprise: Written in red our protest stands Illuminate! Seize the lands! Set it alight by roaring flame Emancipate! Our earth reclaimed! There, before their five bodies Spies words in stone indebted me As certain as the guilt I breathe We’ll come to claim our liberty The arm of Justice raised and bare Her sword upheld, gleams its glare Mothers, fathers your stern cries Have burned my soul in this reprise: Written in red our protest stands Illuminate! Seize the lands! Set it alight by roaring flame Emancipate! Our earth reclaimed!
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We're moving Light the flame, code the god, We're moving another plane Hey, into the dark, Take my hand, Into, We're moving, another plane U N I C A way Used to be Dreaming U N I C A way Used to be Out of the sun Out of the sea Kill the lamb I am the beast Close the world Never look back I am the night color me black Love your son Color of coal Burn the body Steal the soul Close the world Never look back I am the night, color me black I am the night color me black I am the night color me black Close the world Never look back I am the night color me black Birth to me Birth to me Birth to me I am the night color me black I am the night color me black Close the world never look back I am the night color me black
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without pride I cast aside cast aside dignity repeat then return defective parity of our skin wasted abject to poverty by your slight Late night transgressions that keep me from sleep Dejected dejected souls Rot bodies not growing hours add up the grains, withered in soil depleted yet Inference fertile and Infrared deceit Keeps glaring Glaring with intent to hurt me gently but covert and you're still here in my thoughts there's a space for you and the narrative persists, an exposition so clear, but you gave it all a way, all yourself away the narrative persists with your faithless vows, faithless vows Hell-bent on discerning truth, and I knew it would end with you, through the fire down below, I'll wave you down and I'll say to you. I SAVED A SPACE FOR YOU I SAVED A SPACE FOR YOU I've got a place for you I've got a place for you Hell-bent on founding out farce loyalty and your whereabouts I've saved a space for you Farce loyalty and your whereabouts
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knocking you all the way down when you don't want to figure it out G*d as a witness i'm barely more human oh how much you've grown the judgement is crushing lend us a hammer to hit it down i don't feel as close to gods that i used to need I know you can see Me what game am I playing I'm giving you one more chance to just come out with Me (i don't feel) saving yeah we are suffering there's no need (used to need) we keep ignoring words we are praying i don't feel as close to gods that i used to need turning my head to the stars wondering if they could still see me there's nothing in the sky looking down on us why do we even try why even bother what's the point go on step outside live your life just try (am i doing the right thing / am i going the right way) i don't feel as close to gods that i used to need am i just a tiny black speck of dust
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now that night has finally settled down across this never ending town gather round and hear this sound i'm slinging i've walked past anger hate and flames past six million unmarked graves to spin sweat and thread into potatoes meat and gold settle in this sinking city nothing but my coat to keep mecarrying the words from all the books and oil burned but they'll be back with tanks and rage when i'm fed and half asleep to burn this city down to dust before my feet get to the street drag me all the way down can't touch my awful screaming soul my heart wrapped up in my bones my bones held up in this dead man's coat I'm sending out my smoke signals across this taillight vigil glowing pouring in and out of this neglected ancient city so they might send me refugees I'll split my wallet split my feed with deserters homeless killers saints and punks and skins and whores and thieves or lead me to their water wave their guns until I drink put a bullet in my head and leave me facedown in the sink this life ain't like they say at all some people rise some people fall but if you wait here long enough you'll end up with the latter ones drag me all the way down until I'm bleeding out in the middle of this grave paved road my heart bursting out my bones my bones bursting out this dead man's coat
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I feel it in my chest This shitty job will be my death I only live to work I only live to hurt I know I'm gonna die Living on the minimum How can I never sleep And still get nothing done I know I'm gonna die Living on the minimum Uphill, all day, every day, fuck that Punch in, punch out, rush home, pass out Sharp cramps and sweat soaked to the bone Under the breaking sun And the worst has yet to come This ain't no life for me This ain't no life for me This ain't no life for me This ain't no life for me I know I'm gonna die Living on the minimum This ain't no life for me
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Can’t you see these scars i bare? There's no fucking way we compare! You don't dwell from these horrors You’re not haunted by this pain! I’m not the only one suffering in agony We just dwell In our own different way Can’t you see these scars i bare? There's no fucking way we compare! You don't dwell from these horrors You’re not haunted by this pain! I’m not the only one suffering in agony We just heal In our own different way To maintain our inner rage Its enough Enough drive anyone to hate. Can’t you see these scars I bare There’s no fucking way we compare You don’t dwell From these horrors You’re not haunted by this pain I’m not the only one suffering in agony We just heal with it In our own different ways To maintain our inner rage Its enough Enough drive anyone Hate! Can’t you see these scars i bare? There's no fucking way to compare! You don't dwell from these horrors You’re not haunted by this pain!
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Keep the hardcore & punk scene alive Practice unity & watch us all thrive Black, yellow, brown & white Join together for an unforgettable sight Chorus: UNITE THE CREW! UNITE THE CREW! I'm not better than you! UNITE THE CREW! UNITE THE CREW! Respect through & through! UNITE THE CREW! UNITE THE CREW! Embrace the differences is how we do! UNITE THE CREW! UNITE THE CREW! Positivity in oldschool! El racismo no tiene lugar en nuestra escena Música de unión para que el mundo sea libre Nunca no haremos daño y haremos de este un mundo mejor Racism's not allowed in our scene Unity music for the world to be free We won't tear each other down We're building up humanity Chorus Sexism is a cancerous trait Homophobia is nothing but hate Empowerment message is what we preach Our brothers and sisters is who we teach Unite The Crew! 3x I'm not better than you! Unite The Crew! 3x Respect through & through! Unite The Crew! 3x Embrace the differences! Unite The Crew! 2x Positivity in oldschool!
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BLOOD IS PUMPING STRAIGHT TO MY FUCKING BRAIN I CAN’T STAND IT BECAUSE OF YOU IM GOING INSANE I CAN’T STAND IT, IM GONNA KILL THEM ALL BLOOD IS BURNING IN MY BRAIN I CAN’T TAKE IT, THE WORLDS INSANE VIOLENCE, HATE, RAPE OF THE WORLD EXPLOITING EVERY BOY AND GIRL I CAN’T STAND IT, I’M GONNA KILL THEM ALL FEEL THE PRESSURE EAT ME UP THIS WORLD IS SHIT AND I AM GIVING UP IT BEATS MY BRAIN, MY HEART IS GONNA BURST TODAY IS BAD, TOMORROW’S FUCKING WORSE MY HEART IS PUMPING WAY TOO FAST DON’T KNOW HOW LONG IT CAN LAST DISREGARD MY OWN HEALTH YOUR STUPIDITY EQUALS MY DEATH I CAN’T STAND IT, MY HEART IS GONNA BURST
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Don't Panic and The Greater Chicago IWW are pleased to present the We Don't Work May 1st comp, featuring 25 punk and hardcore songs from bands all across the city of Chicago. This record reflects an exciting time in Chicago punk and hardcore!

The IWW is a rank and file, radical, syndicalist labor union for workers of all industries, because an injury to one is an injury to all.

All workers.
All industries.
One Big Union.

If you're interested in joining The Greater Chicago IWW or would like to know how you can organize your workplace, contact chicago@iww.org or visit www.iww.org for more information.

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released May 1, 2019

Curated by Danny Cheap Date & Paul Scanty
Mastered by Dave Hansen
Layout & design by Tara Zanzig: tararchy.com

Information on bands can be found on individual tracks

Industrial Worker feature: industrialworker.org/we-dont-work-may-1st/

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