Same Old Story Songtext
von The Baboon Show
Same Old Story Songtext
One day when I was 15 years
The autumn 33
My dad came home and he said
"Who will now pay for mom, you and me?"
He′d been fired from his work that day
Hm and many more
Now recession was here, times of anger and fear
He never got to work anymore
Mom and dad were fighting a lot
And dad, he drank to forget
When he moved out he hugged me tight
He was crying with regret
Same old story, like yesterday
They live while all the others have to pay
They take it all from us
We're just numbers in their heads
The more they abuse us
The more we′re seeing red
Way back in the golden years
When things were said and done
In the industry at the
Factory, there was work for everyone
We were 200 workers, we did our best
Working in gases and dust
Though inside we knew for the privileged few
They faced us with disgust
All across our wealthy land it
Came from the worker's hand
I did better for sure but I
Can't ignore that the price I
Payed was grand
Same old story, like yesterday
They live while all the others have to pay
They take it all from us
We′re just numbers in their heads
The more they abuse us
The more we′re seeing red
Same old story, no good news at all
They win and we lose as we fall
The peoplemust unite to
Rewrite our history
To put an end to their slavery
In welfare or depression
We're always the ones letdown
They keep saying one thing
What the future will bring
But we know that day won′t come
Now listen to these words
I say, stand up raise your fist
Our banner red shows th
Way ahead, it's our duty to resist
Even though I′m old and
Grey I never will adjust
May the struggle live, there
Is more to give cause
The future belongs to us
The autumn 33
My dad came home and he said
"Who will now pay for mom, you and me?"
He′d been fired from his work that day
Hm and many more
Now recession was here, times of anger and fear
He never got to work anymore
Mom and dad were fighting a lot
And dad, he drank to forget
When he moved out he hugged me tight
He was crying with regret
Same old story, like yesterday
They live while all the others have to pay
They take it all from us
We're just numbers in their heads
The more they abuse us
The more we′re seeing red
Way back in the golden years
When things were said and done
In the industry at the
Factory, there was work for everyone
We were 200 workers, we did our best
Working in gases and dust
Though inside we knew for the privileged few
They faced us with disgust
All across our wealthy land it
Came from the worker's hand
I did better for sure but I
Can't ignore that the price I
Payed was grand
Same old story, like yesterday
They live while all the others have to pay
They take it all from us
We′re just numbers in their heads
The more they abuse us
The more we′re seeing red
Same old story, no good news at all
They win and we lose as we fall
The peoplemust unite to
Rewrite our history
To put an end to their slavery
In welfare or depression
We're always the ones letdown
They keep saying one thing
What the future will bring
But we know that day won′t come
Now listen to these words
I say, stand up raise your fist
Our banner red shows th
Way ahead, it's our duty to resist
Even though I′m old and
Grey I never will adjust
May the struggle live, there
Is more to give cause
The future belongs to us
Writer(s): Haakan Klas Soerle, Frida Stal, Niclas Leif Svensson, Cecilia Bostroem Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com