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  • Текст песни The Killigans - Ballad For My Old Man

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    My father was a bitter man, he worked til he was dead
    For twenty years he toiled but my family was fed
    My mother cried for one full day, but when that day was done
    The factory called her up and asked for me, her one and only son

    The factory life is all I have, an all inclusive club
    When my full day of work is done, I head down to the pub
    A ballad for the working man, the proletariat
    We work, we slave, we live, we die, and soon, we will rise up

    Stand up, And fight
    So many sitting idly by is no one conscious of our class
    Stand up, and fight
    Never will the exploitation end our conscience suffers, and so we die

    I know that I am naught but just an ordinary man
    I’m none too smart, but God help me, I do all that I can
    And when look upon my children’s unsuspecting eyes
    My heart grows sad as I see them corrupted, by the systems lies

    If I should die today I know that I’d go straight to hell
    I’d look the devil in the eyes, I’d ring his fiery bell
    And then I’d go to heaven and see my father once again
    He’d look me up, he’d look me down and say son………
    Where on earth have you been?

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