We are those people making coffee in the morning, we are providing goods and rendering services. We're in the stores and the factories, you don't see us, we're just figments of your imagination. We're not housewives, we're not children, we're not cripples or down-syndrome. We didn't have problems growing up, we just wanted something different for ourselves. We work hard, (ropefuck) to pay the bills, I'll gladly break my back so you can live (I'll grind my fingers to the bone so you can live) Here we are in the factories no doubt, building your machinery day in and day out, what is that about? 12 hour days, mediocre pay, just to try and stay at lower middle-class stage. I'm washing my hands, I'm making a stand against upper management and this non-union shop.
with another 10 hour day, with another 12 hour day, with another 14 hour day I'll gladly break my back so you can live X2, in a nice warm house, in nice new clothes, in a world full of possibilities that you may never know. I'm washing my hands, I'm making a stand against upper-management and this non-union shop, You don't understand you've never dirtied your hands as you stand atop the skyrise everyday buying/selling people's lives. I'm making a stand I'm making that plan to retire at 60 and start enjoying life right before I die. (claps) Weekend warriors unite, weekend warriors to fight. Fighting for the extra pay so we won't have to work as many days, get those few measly days off to finish off the stain on the back porch, Fighting so the bills are paid, so insurance payments can be made, fighting so the kids can sleep in nice new beds with nice clean sheets. weekend warriors X2