For the Filipino people... We are sick and tired Of being - TopicsExpress



          

For the Filipino people... We are sick and tired Of being promised this and that. We work all day, we sweat and slave To keep the wealthy fat. They fill our heads with promises And bamboozle us with facts, Then they put on false sincerity Then they laugh behind our backs. 1st Chorus Money and Corruption Are ruining the land Crooked politicians Betray the working man, Pocketing the profits And treating us like sheep, And were tired of hearing promises That we know theyll never keep. Money and Corruption (Etc. repeat 1st Chorus above) Promises, promises, all we get are promises. Show us a man wholl understand us, guide us and lead us. We are sick and tired Of having to ask them cap in hand We crawl on the floor We beg for more, but still we are ignored. Were tired of being herded Like a mindless flock of sheep And were tired of hearing promises That we know theyll never keep. 1st Chorus Money and Corruption Are ruining the land Crooked politicians Betray the working man, Pocketing the profits And treating us like sheep, And were tired of hearing promises We know theyll never keep. Weve got to stand together Every woman, every man, Because money and corruption are ruining the land. Show us a man wholl be our Saviour and will lead us. Show us a man wholl understand us, guide us and lead us. Show us a man. Workers of the nation unite. Workers of the nation unite. (Mr. Black sings) I visualise a day when people will be free And well be living in a new society. No class distinction, no slums or poverty I have a vision of a new society. And every home will have a stereo and TV, a deep freeze, quadrasonic and a washing machine. So workers of the nation unite. I am your man Ill work out a five-year plan So vote for me brothers And I will save this land And we will nationalise the wealthy companies And all the directors will be answerable to me, Therell be no shirking of responsibilities So people of the nation unite. Union Man Ill work with you hand in hand For were all brothers to our Union Man. I am your man, Oh God how I love this land, So join together save the Fatherland. I visualize a day when people will be free And well be living in a new society. No class distinction, no slums or poverty, So workers of the nation unite, Workers of the nation unite, People of the nation unite.
Posted on: Mon, 01 Dec 2014 16:34:45 +0000

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