Union Man - The Go Set

Clocking in, clocking out again

We walked the Hungry Mile in the darkness and the rain

Sweet salvations — bare knuckle brawling, getting drunk as f*ck on whiskey

This slavery to hell

We are the underclass, and the 'lucky country' holds us here

Union man, can you save us

We need just a quid a week, and a raincoat for this rain

Clocking in, but we are never clocking out again

These class structures hold us like an anchor in our place, once again

Clocking in, clocking out again

We walked the hungry mile in the darkness and the rain

Ghosts still live, in stairwells and beneath the bridge

Of those who went before us from this nihilistic view

Union man, can you save us

We need just a quid a week, and a raincoat for this rain

Clocking in, but we are never clocking out again

These class structures hold us like an anchor in our place, once again