Arise ye workers from your slumbers
Arise ye prisoners of want
For reason in revolt now thunders
And at last ends the age of cant.
Away with all your superstitions
Servile masses arise, arise
We’ll change henceforth the old tradition
And spurn the dust to win the prize.
So comrades, come rally
And the last fight let us face
The Internationale unites the human race.
What are we living for?
Two-roomed apartment on the second floor
No money coming in
The rent collector's knocking, trying to get in
We are strictly second class
We don't understand
Why we should be on dead end street
(Dead end!)
People are living on dead end street
(Dead end!)
Gonna die on dead end street
Dead end street (yeah!)
Dead end street (yeah!)