Just gimme machines and we be sewin’ y’all.
Then gimme the flames and we be blowin’ y’all.
No water in the hose or buckets flowin’ y’all.
Where you’ll escape we won’t be knowing y’all.
So when you see the fire blazin’ don't get hazy
Cause the girls the boss appraises never get raises.
Don’t be smoking cuz the rags will catch fire - I’m not joking.
The business we’re promoting and supporting
Has workers we’re transporting and extorting.
Ten floors and no doors and no method of escape...
We be burnin' not concernin' what nobody wanna say.
We be earnin' dollars turning right until the dying day.
Some got golden standards, exits, elevators and fair pay.
Triangle shirt waist ... leaves a nasty aftertaste.