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his life in struggle
That was all that he could do 
He died for the union, 
Also for me and you.
to the union hall when a meeting it was called,
And when the Legion boys come 'round
She always stood her ground.

Oh, you can't scare me, I'm sticking
to the union hall when a meeting it was called,
And when the Legion boys come 'round
She always stood her ground.

Oh, you can't scare me, I'm sticking
to the union hall when a meeting it was called,
And when the Legion boys come 'round
She always stood her ground.

Oh, you can't scare me, I'm sticking
to the union hall when a meeting it was called,
And when the Legion boys come 'round
She always stood her ground.

Oh, you can't scare me, I'm sticking
to the union hall when a meeting it was called,
And when the Legion boys come 'round
She always stood her ground.

Oh, you can't scare me, I'm sticking
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Adrian belew (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards, vocals)
Peter wolf (keyboards)
Patrick o'hearn (bass,
on the out-of-work streets
Before he began to understand
Before he began to understand
And Joe got hired by a bowery bar
sweeping up the saloon
As his rag would
he comes to hate her
'cause she don't shave her underarms
And he can't go for that
'cause he's a young sophisticator

Baby baby why you cryin'
It made
the poor you may be sure
That he'll do all he can
Who is this one?
Whose favorite son?
Just by his action has the traction
Magnets on the run
Who likes
man
And for the poor you may be sure
That he'll do all he can 
Who is this one?
Whose favorite son?
Just by his action has the traction
Magnets
He was a mighty golden boy, as gold as ever seen,
But when he stepped up to the podium, you could tell that boy was mean.
His arms was made
won't be on page three
Or page four anymore

Ol' lady ol'lady
Ol' lady ol'lady
Ol' lady ol'lady
Ol' lady ol'lady

By the grace of God you had a son
He's
on the out-of-work streets
Before he began to understand
Before he began to understand

And Joe got hired by a bowery bar
sweeping up the saloon
As his rag would
on the run,
but the army of the union, they did what could be done,
Oh, the power of the factory was greater than the gun,
As you built one more link
Union Square West dressed up looking his best 
Mr. E. Leon Rauis could never know 
how this would seem his one small request. 


With many thanks for
better off by far.

He's not the man to hold your trust, 
Everything he touches turns to dust in his hands.
Nothing he can do is right, he'd even like
age was nineteen
He was the bravest union man, that I have ever seen

Harry Simms was a palomine, we labored side by side
Expecting to be shot
tried to put you on the run,
but the army of the union, they did what could be done,
Oh, the power of the factory was greater than the gun,
As you
better off by far.

He's not the man to hold your trust, 
Everything he touches turns to dust in his hands.
Nothing he can do is right, he'd even like
wondered how long he could keep it up.

How long? how long?
How long? how long?

Well his eyes are rollin' and he can't even speak
The spirit's willing but
understands your reticence

I am a man who still does what he can
To dispel our archaic reputation
I am a man who has heard all he can
Cause I don't fare
He decided then
A female specimen
Would be excitin' for a night
To give him a spanking

Laurel was her name
She came to notre dame
He told me just
A story about a guy 
Who bought his wife a small ruby 
With what otherwise would've been his union dues
That's what's in The Daily News

What's
bide my time
'Cos when I see that union man walking down the street
He's the man who decides if I live or I die, if I starve, or I eat
Then he walks