This song goes out to the policemen on Wall Street:
Come all of you humans,
Good news to you I'll tell,
Of how that revolution
Has come in here to dwell.
CHORUS:
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
Which side are you on?
My daddy was a union man,
And I'm my father's son,
And I'll stick with the union,
Till every battle's won.
They say down on Wall Street,
No human can relax.
You'll either be with anonymous,
Or a thug for Goldman Sachs.
Oh, Policemen can you stand it?
Oh, tell me how you can.
Will you be a hired thug,
Or will you be a man ?
Don't scab for the bosses,
Don't listen to their lies.
Us poor folks haven't got a chance,
Unless we organize.
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