Parade Lyrics - Pretty Girls Make Graves

Been meeting in the back room 

Been gathering in the parking lot 

Been talking in the break room 

Of what were are doing with what we've got 

Been meeting on the front lawn 

Been gathering in the parking lot 

Been talking in the break room 

Of labour and unrest and eyeing the clock 

Are you okay with what you've got? 

We're throwing down our push brooms 

We're hanging up our apron ties 

We're coming from the back roads 

Out of the fields and the factory lines 

Mutiny! 

Tell your brother and your sister 

Tell your auntie and your uncle too 

Tell your mother and your father 

Your friends and your cousins and we need you 

Strike! 

We've walked so far 

But we can walk all night 

We're marching from the shipyards 

We're marching from the hospitals 

We'll take it to the town hall 

We'll take it to the capitol