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The General Strike

The Ranks of The Masses Rising

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Time's up, you’re outta luck and your back’s up against the wall
From Tunisia to Washington the people are calling, “No!”
Your gas and guns, your clubs and thugs, your lies on the TV
None of that can save you now as your reign is swept away

Get up! Get up! Your voices are needed
In the ranks of the masses rising

Another shakedown and a slap in the face and he know he’d had had enough
He doused himself in gasoline, took a breath, and lit a match
She said, “I will go down to Tehrir Square and I will stand alone...
(And if you have any dignity I won’t be on my own)”

Get up! Get up! Your voices are needed
In the ranks of the masses rising