My father worked in the mine all of his life
Yesterday my father died in the mine
My mother worked in the mine all of her life
Yesterday my mother died in the mine
We hatched here
We slaved here
We'll fight here
For the rights of those with the wings and the shackles
If you mess with the bird you're gonna get the talons
The groundies live on the fuel we find down in the mines
We drink dirty water, they sip fancy wine
They power their cars while we break our spines down in the grime
They heat their homes with the blood of our family lines
We hatched here
We slaved here
We'll fight here
For the rights of those with the wings and the shackles
If you mess with the bird you're gonna get the talons
The Keelers watch over the mine all of the time
But they'll never see the wrench coming from behind
So for all birdmen, it's time to rise and fight for our lives
It's time to break off our chains and fly
We hatched here
We slaved here
We'll fight here
For the rights of those with the wings and the shackles
If you mess with the bird you're gonna get the talons
For the rights of those with the wings and the shackles
If you mess with the bird you're gonna get the talons
For the rights of those with the wings and the shackles
If you mess with the bird you're gonna get the talons