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There's a word of wond'rous meaning,
 * Sabotage, Sabotage,

There's a harvest ripe for gleaning,
 * Sabotage, Sabotage;

Though they gouge us as they will In the shop or in the mill, There's a power we have still,
 * Sabotage, Sabotage,

There's a power we have still,
 * Sabotage, Sabotage.

It's the lesson they have taught us,
 * Sabotage, Sabotage;

We will fight them as they fought us,
 * Sabotage, Sabotage,

There's a rotten hold-up game "Exploitation" is its name, We can "sabot" just the same,
 * Sabotage, Sabotage,

We can "sabot" just the same,
 * Sabotage, Sabotage.

There's a word that bears repeating,
 * Sabotage, Sabotage,

There's a force there's no defeating,
 * Sabotage, Sabotage,

With our backs against the wall, Listen to our ringing call,— Are we beaten? not at all,
 * Sabotage, Sabotage,

Are we beaten? not at all,—
 * Sabotage, Sabotage.

