Same Old Story Testo
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Testo Same Old Story
One day when I was fifteen
Years,the autumn thirty three
My dad came home and he
Said, who will now pay
For mom,you and me
He'd been fired from his
Work that day,him and many more
Now recession was here
Times of anger and fear
He never got to work anymore
Mom and dad were fighting
A lot,and dad he drank to forget
When he moved out
He hugged me tight ,he was
Crying with regret
Same old story, like yesterday
They live while all the others have to pay
They take it all from us
We're just numbers in their heads
The more they abuse us
The more we're seeing red
Way backin the golden years
When things were said and done
In the industry at the
Factory, there was work for everyone
We were two hundred
Workers, we did our best Working in gases and dust
Though inside we knew for
The privileged few, they
Faced us with disgust
All across our wealthy land it
Came from the worker's hand
I did better for sure but I
Can't ignore that the price I
Payed was grand
Same old story, like yesterday
They live while all the others have to pay
They take it all from us
We're just numbers in their heads
The more they abuse us
The more we're seeing red
Same old story, no good news at all
They win and we lose as we fall
The peoplemust unite to
Rewrite our history
To put an end to their slavery
In welfare or depression
We're always the ones letdown
They keep saying one thing
What the future will bring
But we know that day won't come
Now listen to these words
I say, stand up raise your fist
Our banner red shows th
Way ahead,it's our duty to resist
Even though I'm old and
Grey I never will adjust
May the struggle live, there
Is more to give cause
The future belongs to us
Years,the autumn thirty three
My dad came home and he
Said, who will now pay
For mom,you and me
He'd been fired from his
Work that day,him and many more
Now recession was here
Times of anger and fear
Mom and dad were fighting
A lot,and dad he drank to forget
When he moved out
He hugged me tight ,he was
Crying with regret
Same old story, like yesterday
They live while all the others have to pay
They take it all from us
We're just numbers in their heads
The more they abuse us
The more we're seeing red
Way backin the golden years
When things were said and done
In the industry at the
Factory, there was work for everyone
We were two hundred
Workers, we did our best Working in gases and dust
Though inside we knew for
The privileged few, they
Faced us with disgust
All across our wealthy land it
Came from the worker's hand
I did better for sure but I
Can't ignore that the price I
Payed was grand
Same old story, like yesterday
They live while all the others have to pay
They take it all from us
We're just numbers in their heads
The more they abuse us
The more we're seeing red
Same old story, no good news at all
They win and we lose as we fall
The peoplemust unite to
Rewrite our history
To put an end to their slavery
In welfare or depression
We're always the ones letdown
They keep saying one thing
What the future will bring
But we know that day won't come
Now listen to these words
I say, stand up raise your fist
Our banner red shows th
Way ahead,it's our duty to resist
Even though I'm old and
Grey I never will adjust
May the struggle live, there
Is more to give cause
The future belongs to us
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