Monday Dawn

I see the clock is ticking like a needle in my skin
I've been here for six hours, four more still left to bleed
We don't have a fair agreement
Underpaid and being belittled
Inside just the desire to punch my boss's rested face

But night is coming on, and the shift is over now
Breaking away 'til Monday dawn
After a whole life between steel and stone
All the roads end in a pub that we call home

Part of this structure since I was seventeen
More work and less respect, every year feeling defeat
We have always been seen as simple workers
But you will drown in tears, if we disappear

But night is coming on, and the shift is over now
Breaking away 'til Monday dawn
After a whole life between steel and stone
All the roads end in a pub that we call home
Stronger, proud to feel the rust in our hands
We protect each other we are working class

All our lives been told to obey and to be like tools
Living in a system where we don't
Own our blood, where we can be bought

Trash is easier to take in the pub

After a whole life between steel and stone
All the roads end in a pub that we call home
Stronger, proud to feel the rust in our hands
We protect each other we are working class

Come, you fellas, now it's time to let it go
Time to be together, drink and carry on
Come, you fellas, time to let it go
Be together, drink and carry on