We'll roll on with our heads held high Our conscience in the gutter Our dreams up in the sky
The ship yards are deserted on the docks on Melbourne town The wharfies standing strong They gathered round to see what the union had to say There's too much work and not enough pay Say!
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We'll protest in peace keep the whole thing quiet The last thing needed is a wage-fuelled riot 'Cos they don't really care They're always standing there Running from the outside From the outside Running from the outside world
Do you really care? Why are you standing there? Filming for the outside world Do you really care? Why are you standing there? Filming for the outside world
Five weeks had passed when the union made it clear Spirits slowly faded and the end was getting near You see you're all expendable And when all is said and done You'll go back to work tomorrow Or meet your new replacement son