Katie Bar the Door

When I graduated high school
 College not my scene
 So I got a job at home for me
 Feeling good about my opportunity
 It's got benefits and decent pay... but they say
 We hit a stalemate, looks bleak for us
 A strike or lock-out or wholesale bust
 Think to myself what a hell of a start
 As we file down to Kate's Tavern
 Katie, bar the door, we are jumping off the rails
 Any hope for calm went John B. Sails
 We're in your pub tonight to sing of good days left behind
 And raise a glass to better times
 The rumor mill's dispelled the official word comes down
 They're gonna move our jobs real far away
 Settle to another country where mistreatment for the workers is so commonplace... the judge says
 "We cannot stop them, they're free to go"
 He looks me in the eyes he says "I can't help you son"
 Whatever happened to America?
 She was sold twenty-six f**kin' long years ago
 Katie, bar the door, we are jumping off the rails
 Any hope for calm went John B. Sails
 We're in your pub tonight to sing of good days left behind
 And raise a glass to better times
 Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
 Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
 Why sing about the unions again?
 They have all died away
 We are now in the midst of a brand new world economy
 I don't believe them, I won't despair
 They are regrouping, they're coming back to stay
 Twelve percent can climb back up to fifty percent
 Once again, my friend, a message we'll send
 Katie, bar the door, we are jumping off the rails
 Any hope for calm went John B. Sails
 We're in your pub tonight to sing of good days left behind
 And raise a glass to better times
 Katie, bar the door, we are jumping off the rails
 Any hope for calm went John B. Sails
 We're in your pub tonight to sing of good days left behind
 And raise a glass to better times
 We'll raise a glass to better times
 We'll raise a glass to better times