unioNation 2 Disc Set (Digital Download)

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The IAM has gathered together all talents across the US and Canada to produce a new 2 disc set of labor music.

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The IAM has gathered together all talents across the US and Canada to produce a new 2 disc set of labor music.

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unioNation Disc 1

United We Stand, Divided We Fall©
Lyrics and Music by Cody Wilder

Lead Vocals—Cody Wilder
Backup Vocals—Neil Parent,
Lisa Hyde, Bill Kent
Lead Guitar—Michael Martinez
Rhythm Guitar—Cody Wilder
Drums—Camron Lewis
Bass Guitar—George Tindall
Harmonica—Bob Mitchell


From 1888 all the way up until now
Yea we’ve been through some hard times,
but we’ve managed somehow
From Cheyenne to Cleveland, Seattle to Arkansas
Yea, united we stand, divided we fall
We’ve sat the tables read through all of the pages
Bout takeaways and layoffs not retirement and wages
Hardcore union members are back up against the wall
They know united we stand, divided we fall
United we stand, divided we fall
Backbone of the nation “Union Power” that says it all
Yea, we may have some blisters and not be the cleanest
But Brothers and Sisters we are “The Fighting Machinists”
United we stand, divided we fall
United we stand, divided we fall
Backbone of the nation “Union Power” that says it all
Should we get off track, we’ll try a little harder
And stand by our president Thomas Buffenbarger
United we stand, divided we fall


A Woman's Place©
Lyrics and Music by A. Michael Martinez

Lead Vocals—Lisa Hyde
Lead Guitar—Michael Martinez
Keyboard—Martin Eddy
Drums—Camron Lewis
Bass Guitar—George Tindall


A woman’s place, is in her union,
we organized and stand for equal rights
Hardships and discrimination, ongoing battles,
we continue to fight
Chorus
Dedicated to get the job done,
A woman’s place is in her Union,
Fearless and productive,
Embracing and strong,
I’m a Union Woman and this where I belong
Union woman, that’s what I am,
mother to our future,
Guaranteed to take a stand,
A Union woman, on me you can depend,
I’ll lift you up,
When you need a helping hand,
Walk with me Brothers and Sisters in this nation
Let the world know about our situations,
We’ll overcome all the evils in the workplace
And make this world better for the union race,
Oooohh, Union Woman


Bone Tired©
Lyrics by Morgan Thomsen, Federal Fire Fighter

Lead Vocals—Alex Stone
Backup Vocals—Dannette Jones
Lead Guitar—Michael Martinez
Rhythm Guitar—Alex Stone
Keyboards—Martin Eddy
Drums—Camron Lewis
Bass—George Tindall


Music by Alex Stone
Just got home on the third week.
Been working like a dog and my clothes reek.
Don’t have myself too much energy
Politicians say I’m overpaid.
But they don’t know about 31 days
In Southern Arizona at 110°.
And I’m tired … Bone tired.
But I don’t mind,
these calluses feel fine,
And I’m tired…Bone tired.
But I don’t mind, because I’m alive
Well these people don’t seem like people at all
It’s just a give and take and while we wait
Big businesses just celebrate, they celebrate
I wish these clowns would shut their circus down
Yeah, I wish these clowns would shut their circus down


W3©
Lyrics by Tonya Hoffman—Music by Neil Parent

Lead Vocals—Tonya Hoffman
Guitar—Neil Parent


Dear God I’d like to thank you
for all you’ve given me
But most of all I’d like to thank you God
for sending me to W3
I met some Brothers I met some Sisters
and a man named Henry B
I’d like to thank you God
for sending all of us out to W3
Now we’re unioNation™,
we are unioNation™
We sing songs of hope and solidarity
We are unioNation™, we are unioNation™,
come join us at W3
Dear God look at us now fighting for what we believe
It’s been a long year but now we’re back here
cutting our first CD
To teach our members and our families
how beautiful life can be
Dear God I would like to thank you
for the IAM and W3


How Can We Let This Go On©
Lyrics and music by W. J. Kent

Lead Vocals—Bill Kent
Backup Vocals—Neil Parent, Lisa Hyde
Lead Guitar—Michael Martinez
Keyboard—Martin Eddy
Drums—Camron Lewis


Everybody’s talkin bout the changes in the pension
You really can’t ignore it, it’s really worth a mention
It starts at the top with a 5 million bonus
and its really got to stop
We gotta put the onus on the people with the vision,
The people with decisions,
how can we work together when
It’s causin such division
How can we let this go on,
(repeat) how can we let this go on
Just because a man sits in a big oval office
Doesn’t give the man the right to steal from the coffers
The rich are getting richer
and the poor are getting poorer
And the man in the middle
well he’s justa workin whore
Chorus
How can we let this go on
(repeat) how can we let this go on
Seems ya gotta fight, just to keep your rights
We gotta work together or there’s gonna be a strike
How can we let this go on
With all the f’in greed, they got me on my knees
We gotta stick together cause there’s only you and me
You see the people that are workin,
the people that are hurtin
The people that are servin’
and the one thing is for certain
Ya take the five millon dollars
and ya spend a little money
The way to soothe the beast is with a little bit of honey
I know the world is changin,
the model may be broken
We’re the ones who do the work
and the words need to be spoken
They talk defined contribution,
defined benefit, but the way that
Things are goin I might not see any of it
All we askin for is real, all we askin for is fair
We’re just a bunch of pawns in a game of truth or dare
The government is crooked, they’re not on our side
Once we shut the mother down we be cancellin their ride
Then they just might notice, then they just might care
When all we really wanted was to just be treated fair


Union Man©
Lyrics and Music by Greg Goold

Lead Vocals—Greg Goold
Backup Vocals—Melissa Campbell,
Tonya Hoffman
Lead Guitar—Michael Martinez
Rhythm Guitar—Greg Goold
Drums—Camron Lewis
Bass—George Tindall


I am just a Union Man; I’m workin’ hard across this land.
I work the mills and the factories; I build the things that people need.
I am just a Union Man; I’m workin’ hard with my hands,
I am just a Union Man
I build the ships and build the planes,
I teach your kids and I ease your pain.
I drill the oil and I dig the coal, I light your homes and so much more.
I am just a Union Man; I’m workin’ hard with my hands,
I am just a Union Man
Chorus
I am just a Union Man, but lately I’m the enemy.
I didn’t cause the Wall Street crash, but I get the blame anyway.
The fools up in Washington know exactly what they’ve done.
They sold us out to foreign powers, while they sit in their ivory towers.
I am just a Union Man, but lately I’m the enemy.
I am just a Union Man
I am just a Union Man; I’m workin’ hard across this land.
I help the Churches and the PTA, coach little league and pay my way.
I am just a Union Man; I’m workin’ hard with my hands,
I am just a Union Man
I am just a Union Man; I’m workin’ hard across this land.
I protect the homes and fight the fires, yet CEO’s call me the liar
I am just a Union Man; I’m workin’ hard with my hands,
I am just a Union Man


Grindstone©
Lyrics and Music by Camron Ira Lewis

Lead Vocals—Camron Lewis
Backup Vocals—Lisa Hyde,
Lead Guitar—Michael Martinez,
Craig Tuten
Saxophone—Kevin Nickles
Drums—Camron Lewis
Bass—George Tindall


Well, now an older generation said, “Keep your nose to the grindstone
And don’t you look up or we’ll be sending you home!” Ah Ha Woa woa woa
woa yea
“Yes, and keep them children working 14 hours a day
Now don’t you give them any food but give them very little pay
See the family’s going hungry and there’s no time for school or play.”
Chorus
And then there was an industrial revolution,
A cultural evolution, a defense for the constitution
So, then the people got together, they united you see
They said, “You ain’t doing that to my sisters, brothers, children, or me
any more. You’ve got to treat us fairly for sure!”
So, they formed themselves a union
And they bargained you see
For better hours, and conditions and to set the children free
For higher wages and even insurance came eventually
For paid vacations, and holidays, and even sick leave!


Long Road©
Lyrics by Joe “Pepe” Olahan – Arranged by Neil Parent

Lead Vocals—Neil Parent
Backup Vocals—Lisa Hyde, Bill Kent-
Keyboards—Neil Parent
Harmonica—Bob Mitchell
Last verse by Greg Goold,
Tanya Hoffman, Melissa Campbell, and Dave Miskolczi


It’s been a long road to get to here on a long road to get to go
It’s been a long road to get to here we got a long road still to go
Callin on Wisconsin, have you been to Madison
Did you hear about Ohio, have you been to Benton Harbor
You know they’re standin up, in New York City
Did ya hear what happened down in San Diego
Chorus
Did you hear the bell can you hear it ringin
Voices of freedom they won’t stop singin in this place
We call America
Callin on Martin callin on Rosa
Callin on Cesar we know you’re still there
Callin on Frederick and every word he spoke
We know you’re with us, we know you still care
It’s been a long road to get to here on a long road to get to go
It’s been a long road to get to here we got a long road still to go
Callin on Woody callin on Pete Joe Hill, Big Bill yes,
the river does run deep
Callin on Matewan Callin on Flint Fisher Plant one
and a message built to keep
Callin’ on you callin on me
Let’s join together there’s nothin’ we can’t beat


Traditional Medley©
Introductions and Guitar—
Alastair Haythornthwaite
Lead Vocals—Shelley Cooper, Craig Tuten
Banjo—Virgil Thompson
Dobro—Bob Mitchell
Keyboard—Martin Eddy


Lyrics by Joe Hill and Woody Guthrie—Arranged by Alastair Haythornthwaite, Virgil Thompson,
Bob Mitchell, Shelley Cooper, Craig Tuten, and George Tindall

Bread and Roses,
As we go marching,
marching, we battle too for men.
For they are women’s children
and we mother them again
Our lives shall not be sweated,
from birth until life closes
Hearts starve as well as bodies,
give us bread and give us roses
Joe Hill, I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night alive as you or me.
Says I but Joe you’re ten years dead,
I never died said he, I never died said he
Joe Hill ain’t dead he said to me
Joe Hill ain’t never died.
Where working men are out on strike
Joe Hill is at their side, Joe Hill is at their side.
From San Diego up to Maine in ev’ry mine and
mill, where working men defend their rights
it’s there you’ll find Joe Hill,
it’s there you’ll find Joe Hill
Union Maid
There once was a union maid who never was
Afraid of goons and ginks and company finks
And the deputy sheriffs who made the raids
She went to the Union hall when a meeting
it was galled, and when the company boys
came round she always stood her ground
Oh you can’t scare me I’m sticking to the Union,
I’m sticking to the Union till the day I die.
Pie in the Sky
Longhaired preachers come out every night,
try to tell you what’s wrong and what’s right
But when asked about something to eat,
they will answer in voices so sweet
You will eat bye and bye, in that glorious land
above the sky
Work and pray, live on hay, you’ll get pie in
the sky when you die
Working men of all countries unite, side by
side for freedom we’ll fight
When the world and its wealth we have
gained, to the grafters we’ll sing this refrain
You will eat by and bye, when you learn how
to cook and how to fry
Chop some wood, twill do you good,
then you’ll eat in the sweet bye and by


unioNation©
Lyrics and Music by A. Michael Martinez

Lead Vocals—Michael Martinez
Lead Guitar—Michael Martinez
Keyboards—Martin Eddy
Drums—Camron Lewis
Bass—George Tindall


UnioNation™, Union proud, tell all the world, shout it out loud
Brothers and Sisters, we all stick together,
to form an unbreakable chain
Brothers and Sisters, we all stick together,
one family that are all one and the same
Chorus
UnioNation™, Union proud, tell all the world,
shout it out loud
Brothers and Sisters, it’s our God given right
To uphold rights to bargain as we please,
Brothers and Sisters, it’s our God given right
To demand fairness and solidarity
God bless America, God bless the Union,
Together we will succeed, God bless America, God bless the Union,
One nation without corruption or greed


Through It All©
Lead Vocals—unioNation™ Band
Lead Guitar—Michael Martinez
Saxophone—Kevin Nickles
Keyboards—Martin Eddy
Drums—Camron Lewis
Bass—George Tindall


Lyrics by George and Joshua Tindall, W J Kent, Cody Wilder
Music by George and Joshua Tindall, and the unioNation™ Band

Time to start a brand new day, let’s do things a better way
Everyone’s included in what we have to say
Whenever you get lost my friend,
and need someone you can depend on
Brothers and Sisters will be there till the end
Chorus
United we fight for one and all,
with each other we will heed the call
We’ll have each other we’ll fight for one another
United we fight for one and all,
with each other we will heed the call
We’ll have each other we’ll fight for one another
Through it all
United we stand yet divided we fall,
fighting for our freedom in the trenches if we stall
Marchin’ in the street with our signs in our hands,
with passion in our hearts
Spread our word across the land
We are unioNation™, let’s have a celebration
Hand in hand together, let justice reign for all
Here’s our obligation organized for wages and fairness on the job


I AM a Working Man©
Lyrics and Music by Brad “Ziggy” Seefried

Lead Vocals—Brad “Ziggy” Seefried
Backup Vocalist—Ron Messner
Lead Guitar—Michael Martinez
Keyboards—Martin Eddy
Drums—Camron Lewis
Bass—George Tindall


Up at six at work by eight, on the counter for eight hours straight
It’s a good place today, brotherhood is strong I’d say
Chorus
I am a working man this is true
I am a working man just like you
I am a working man every day
I am a working man the union way
Home at night and in my chair,
look at what my day and where it’s been
Rest those bones for morrows woes, and it all starts over again
Fair wages and benefits too, eight hour day, union way
The Fighting Machinists are here for you, so come on let’s play
Coast to coast ocean blue, Placid Harbor to the ocean blue
The brotherhood is strong today,
another day a different way


A Working Man's Pride©
Lyrics and Music by Ron Messner

Lead Vocals—Ron Messner
Backup Vocals—Tonya Hoffman,
Melissa Campbell
Keyboards—Martin Eddy
Drums—Camron Lewis
Bass—George Tindall, Kevin Nickles


They take the iron and the ore from the ground
Put it on trucks and trains and move outbound
Towards the cities and the small towns
They do it all just to see the smile on their kids’ faces
My old man, he’d get up at 4:00 in the mornin’
Make toast as I watched in quiet adornment
I’d never seen someone quite as strong as him
And now I doubt that I ever will
Chorus
It’s twice the investment of any millionaire
It’s much more important and ten times more care
It’s the feelings that we carry deep inside
When you have a working man’s pride
We pour the hot steel down into the casts
We always try for better and remember the past
The jobs are not pretty and it can be a hard life
But there’s a family to feed, children, a wife
It’s OK my dear, I’ll get a raise this year
It’s alright my darlin’ those teeth will shine
Everythings OK, soon I will get paid
Rest your head my girl, it’s a better world
So when you look down, at your black hands
And the day seems a bit longer than yesterday
Remember it was worse before the Union made a stand
Hold your head up high cause you’re a workin’ man


unioNation Disc 2

We Are The IAM©
Lyrics by Linda Manekas & Cody Wilder

Lead Vocals—Cody Wilder
Backup Vocals—Neil Parent,
Lisa Hyde, Bill Kent
Lead Guitar— Michael Martinez
Rhythm Guitar—Cody Wilder
Keyboards—Martin Eddy
Drums—Camron Lewis
Bass—George Tindall
Harmonica—Bob Mitchell


The more things are a changing, the more they stay the same
Yea our factories are closing, outsource they like to claim
Yea my brothers and Sisters, united we can win
From Wichita to Selma, we are the IAM
Who’ll stand up to big business, who’ll fight the FAA
From Ontario to Dallas, to San Francisco Bay
Yea we promote social justice, on that you can depend
Today now more than ever, we are the IAM
No I’m not gonna let em change me
Ain’t gonna let em break me any more
Yea we’re sick of corporate greed
And with your help we’ll plant and let it grow
Who’ll tax the millionaire, safeguard our working rights
Yea we have the strength among us, to fight the noble fight
Yea my brothers and Sisters, together we can win
From new York to L.A., we are the IAM
Now don’t just love our Union, you gotta clutch it to your breast
Yea, nurture and protect it, Winpisinger said it best
Yea we have the right to bargain, and that right we will defend
Today now more than ever, we are the IAM


Union Ladies©
Lyrics and Music by Neil K. Parent

Dannette Jones, Shelley
Cooper, Tonya Hoffman, Melissa
Campbell, Lisa Hyde
Lead Guitar—Michael Martinez
Saxophone—Kevin Nickles
Trombone—Craig Tuten
Keyboards—Martin Eddy
Drums—Camron Lewis
Bass—George Tindall


We get up, before the sun hoping good things’ll come.
Don’t matter, what point on the compass we’re from
Nowadays, perseverance is the only rule
On that, Union Ladies gonna take you to school
You want in? All you’ve got to do is organize
Stand Strong, and make those corporations realize
We all work, Sisters, Mothers, Ladies everywhere
Stay tough, Union ladies fight for your equal share
Shine like the sun through the pouring rain
But don’t cross us cause we can bring the pain
We put in the work to show we’re just as tough
Union Ladies make it work when there isn’t enough
Come on, don’t let the delicate looks fool you honey
Dig in, stand our ground for equal money
Push back, and overcome all together in mass
What’s that? Play fair or we will grieve that ass!
Union Ladies … We union ladies … Union ladies
Shine like the sun through the pouring rain
But don’t cross us cause we can bring the pain
We put in the work to show we’re just as tough
Union Ladies make it work when there isn’t enough
Stand up, ladies everywhere and listen to me
Stand Strong, together there is nothing that we can’t be
Stay tough, put in work and we’ll make ‘em see.
You too … Have what it takes to be a Union Lady!


No Mercy©
Lyrics and Music by Alex Stone

Lead Vocals—Alex Stone
Backup Vocals—Martin Eddy,
Henry Bagwell, Neil Parent, Alex
Stone, Bill Kent
Lead Guitar—Michael Martinez
Rhythm Guitar—Alex Stone
Keyboard—Martin Eddy
Drums—Camron Lewis
Bass—George Tindall


Well I work most days
Well I don’t have complaints
And what does the man say about my wages
And I just slave away … no mercy
Chorus
Scream with all your might
Hands working up a fight
Scream with all your might
Hands working up a fight
No Mercy …
Well I put down these tools
We’ll stop working for these fools
And what does the man say about my rights
And I just slave away … no mercy
Strike! Strike! Strike! No Mercy!


You Reap What You Sow©
Lyrics and Music by Neil Parent

Lead Vocals—Neil Parent
Guitars—Neil Parent, Bill Kent
Bass—Kevin Nickles
Harmonica—Bob Mitchell


They break bread, and plot to break our will
Our morale is high, a spirit no man can kill
We stick together, keep one another aware
All we demand, is to receive what’s fair
They break for lunch, while we break our backs
Our morale is high, in spite of corporate attacks
When push comes to shove, we stand strong for our own
Work hard for our team, no man stands alone
Everyone gets their due, and takes nothing more
If someone tries, we tear down their door
Take back what is ours, and make sure you know
Our members give strength, you reap what you sow
We deserve our share, our piece of the pie
Your cause we work on, we labor and we die
You think that you can do, what we do in these ranks
Our hands are like soldiers, our backs are like tanks
Take back what is ours, and make sure you know
Our members give strength, and you reap what you sow
You try to suppress, make us fall to our knees
But surely somewhere there, are shareholders to please
Recognize our efforts, and then notice all our words
Why take what is ours, the smallest of perks
Take back what is ours, and continue to grow
Our members give strength, and you reap what you sow


Rock and a Hard Place©
Lyrics and Music by W. J. Kent

Lead Vocals—Bill Kent
Backup Vocals—Lisa Hyde, Neil Parent
Lead Guitar—Bill Kent, Michael Martinez
Keyboards—Martin Eddy
Drums—Camron Lewis
Bass—Kevin Nickles


I like my job; I love the people, but sometimes the corporate
World seems evil, the boys work hard, the job is fine
It’s not too safe but we toe the line
(in a) Rock and a hard place, I’m not a number I got a face
Rock and a hard place, makin it work when there’s not much space
Rock and a hard place, what ya gotta do to survive
The boss man comes to shut her down, movin on to another town
For how long, I just don’t know, guess we’ll see how this one goes
(I’m in a) Rock and a hard place, I’m not a number I got a face
Rock and a hard place, makin it work when there’s not much space
Rock and a hard place, what ya gotta do to survive
And we all got families, someone who depends on me
Struggle to make ends meet, been pushed down but I’m not beat
Keep on singin, we will overcome
Last night, they laid off ten, some friends, my brother Ben
People say there’s not much hope
Out here it’s a slippery slope between a
Rock and a hard place, to them I’m a number, I’m not a face
Rock and a hard place, look at the numbers look at their faces
Rock and a hard place makin it work when there’s not much space
Rock and a hard place, what ya gotta do to survive
Rock and a hard place, rock and a hard place


Little Penguins©
Lyrics and Music by Brad “Ziggy” Seefried

Lead Vocals—Brad “Ziggy” Seefried
Backup Vocals—Lisa Hyde, Dannette Jones,
Tonya Hoffman, Melissa Campbell
Lead Guitar—Michael Martinez
Keyboard—Martin Eddy
Drums—Camron Lewis
Bass—George Tindall
Defeated Penguin— Bob Mitchell


Little penguins everywhere, all dressed the same they don’t care
Little penguins every day, little penguins are here to stay
Bean counters every day take your fate and throw away
Don’t care where it goes, it’s in the numbers and they got those
Chorus
Little penguins every day, two abreast, they never stray
Pens in their pockets and phones on their hips
Scanning the markets looking for slips
Little penguins everywhere, little penguins they don’t care
Bean counters every day, throw someone’s fate away
Stock in trade, money made, numbers come numbers fade
A single egg in the cold white snow, no back-up its fate yah know.


Blood on the Wings©
Lyrics by Melissa Campbell—Music by Camron Lewis

Lead Vocals—Melissa Campbell
Backup Vocals—Dannette
Jones, Neil Parent
Lead Guitar—Michael Martinez
Rhythm Guitar—Greg Goold
Keyboards—Martin Eddy
Drums—Camron Lewis
Bass—George Tindall


In 2001 a war began,
on workers all across this beautiful land
A bailout was promised to these companies
that brought the working people right down to their knees
The mergers began with fervent desire,
to benefit CEO’s and feed corporate fire
With workers stuck in chaos and then kicked out the door,
Northwest, Continental, and Trans World no more
We’ve got to hold our Union together;
we got to brave the worst of all weather
The tower just gave the word,
troubles coming for the silver bird
Chorus
There’s blood on the wings, red tails no more
There’s blood on the wings, but she’s worth fighting for
All that is good has been built from what’s right,
the runway is ours through the day and the night
With Machinists together there’s no way we can fail,
there’s blood on the wings but we shall prevail


Long Road©
Lyrics by Joe “Pepe” Olahan – Arranged by Neil Parent

Lead Vocals—Neil Parent
Backup Vocals—Lisa Hyde, Bill Kent-
Keyboards—Neil Parent
Harmonica—Bob Mitchell
Last verse by Greg Goold,
Tanya Hoffman, Melissa Campbell, and Dave Miskolczi


It’s been a long road to get to here on a long road to get to go
It’s been a long road to get to here we got a long road still to go
Callin on Wisconsin, have you been to Madison
Did you hear about Ohio, have you been to Benton Harbor
You know they’re standin up, in New York City
Did ya hear what happened down in San Diego
Chorus
Did you hear the bell can you hear it ringin
Voices of freedom they won’t stop singin in this place
We call America
Callin on Martin
Callin on Rosa
Callin on Cesar we know you’re still there
Callin on Frederick and every word he spoke
We know you’re with us, we know you still care
It’s been a long road to get to here on a long road to get to go
It’s been a long road to get to here we got a long road still to go
Callin on Woody
Callin on Pete, Joe Hill, Big Bill
yes, the river does run deep
Callin on Matewan
Callin on Flint Fisher Plant one and a message built to keep …


Sleeping Giant©
Lyrics and Music by Alastair Haythornthwaite

Lead Vocals and Guitar—
Alastair Haythornthwaite
Harmonica—Bob Mitchell


Here comes the smiling politician,
oh stumping, he is the workers’ man
Once elect, he has a mission,
to give our wealth over to his clan
Awake Mighty Sleeping Giant,
your children need you to arise
For a long time we’ve been compliant,
so our sad state should be no surprise
My Union defends the members
everyday Machinists stand strong
If we fan and blow these embers
our fire can purge all that’s wrong
Awake Mighty Sleeping Giant,
children need you to arise
For a long time we’ve been compliant,
so our sad state should be no surprise
When we stand in solidarity,
there is nothing we cannot do
We will not need their charity
we will put our many over their few
Arise Mighty Sleeping Giant,
it is good to see you awake
We will no longer be compliant,
we have a whole new world for us to make


Super Mario Brothers©
Lyrics and Music by Craig Tuten

Lead Vocals—Craig Tuten
Lead Guitars—Craig Tuten,
Michael Martinez
Keyboards—Martin Eddy
Drums—Camron Lewis
Bass—Kevin Nickles


Outside the gates of the compound,
1 in 6 comprise the new underground.
On the street but unseen, they look all around,
but there aren’t any jobs, there’s no hope to be found.
Meanwhile, inside the productivity zone,
a wage slave works fingers down to the bone,
her 6-year-old boy wide awake and at home.
Thank God for the TV or he’d be alone.
There comes a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious,
makes you so sick at heart, that you can’t take part,
can’t even passively take part.
Every single house on the block underwater
student loan debt through the roof for your daughter
health care used as political fodder
CEOs sip champagne while directing the slaughter.
There comes a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious,
makes you so sick at heart, that you can’t take part,
can’t even passively take part.
And you’ve got to put your bodies on the gears, upon the wheels,
upon the levers, upon all the apparatus, and you’ve got to make it STOP!
And you’ve got to indicate to the people who run it,
and the people who own it, that unless you’re free,
the machine will be prevented from working at all.”


You Gotta' Stand Up©
Lyrics and Music by Greg Goold

Lead Vocals—Greg Goold
Guitar—Greg Goold
Bass—Kevin Nickles
Dobro—Bob Mitchell
Mandolin—Kevin Nickles


You’ve taken all that you’re gonna’ take,
and the bosses keep you down.
You know you’re worth more than you make,
but there’s no more jobs in town.
You want a union but there’s risk,
will the others stand as strong.
You know the bosses shake their fists,
and they tell you that you’re wrong.
Chorus
You’ve gotta’ stand up
You’ve gotta’ stand up
You’ve gotta’ stand up
For your rights.
Well, you gotta’ sign this card,
before anything gets done.
The fight is long and it will be hard,
but the race is worth the run.
The IAM is at the call;
we’ll be there by your side.
We’ll back those bosses to the wall,
till there’s no place left to hide.


From the Pit to the Pope©
Lyrics and Music by Cody Wilder

Lead Vocals—Greg Goold
Guitar—Greg Goold
Bass—Kevin Nickles
Dobro—Bob Mitchell
Mandolin—Kevin Nickles


From the Pit to the Pope, through the years in the storm
A cure for the ill, of the worker was born
From the Pit to the Pope, when it started who knew
The “Boomers” spread the word, and the new Union grew
Yeah we’re Fighting Machinists, in the Land of the Free
We want justice on the job for you and me
From the Pit to the Pope, yea anyone who will listen
For Thomas Talbot and Wimpy, we carry on the tradition
From the Pit to the Pope, I got to tell you my friend
The news is spreading about the IAM
Yeah we’re Fighting Machinists, we were born standing up
You’re either with us or against, either way, good luck