Roll On - The Living End

Roll on, Roll on

Roll on, Roll on

Roll on, Roll on

Roll on, Roll on

We’ll roll on with our heads held high

Our conscience in the gutter

Our dreams up in the sky

We’ll roll on with our heads held high

Our conscience in the gutter

Our dreams up in the sky

The shipyards are deserted on the docks of 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

We’ll roll on with our heads held high

Our conscience in the gutter

Our dreams up in the sky

We’ll roll on with our heads held high

Our conscience in the gutter

Our dreams up in the sky

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!

Roll on

Roll on

Roll on

We’ll roll on with our heads held high

Our conscience in the gutter

Our dreams up in the sky

We’ll roll on with our heads held high

Our conscience in the gutter

Our dreams up in the sky

Roll on, Roll on

Roll on, Roll on

Roll on, Roll on

Roll on, Roll on

Roll on, Roll on

Roll on, Roll on

Roll on, Roll on