There's a yuppie coming down from a mountain town
Talking 'bout working classes
While he's working for the rich and killing the poor
Putting toxins in the water, putting toxins in the floor
cnd he's hunting and fishing like he's got a full bore
Driving around like he's dukes of hazzard
You can't slip a scab past me
So fuck you fuck you fuck you
For what you do to us
For what you do to me
So fuck you fuck you fuck you
For what you sell your folks
For what you tell your folks
Fuck you fuck you fuck you
For what you do to your community
You can't slip a scab past me
You can't slip a scab past me
There's a doctor at the door from the cancer ward
Talking about cluster cases
cbout how they can't tell why your lungs blown out
cnd your hip is broken to bits
But you got some cancer and it's spreading out
cnd it ain't a good prognosis
The plaque on the wall reads dedicated by massey coal
So fuck you fuck you fuck you
For what you do to us
For what you do to me
So Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!
For what you sell your folks
For what you tell your folks
Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck you!
For what you do to your community
You can't slip a scab past me
You can't slip a scab past me
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