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Rebel against working outside your contracted hours

Of course, the sun comes out

when we’re locked up inside.

This morning I could have cried

and then removed all doubt.

I walked in and wanted to shout:

“Look, guys, I’ve tried,

and my efforts can’t be denied –

But I guess I’m not as devout!”

Toiling on a beautiful weekend

is something that I won’t get used to.

Our leisure time, they want to undo

and it’s a right we must defend.

Stand up to your bosses, tonight –

Workers of the World, unite!