Robert Calvert - Picket Line lyrics

There's a convoy coming: Carrying a load of coal All we've got is banners On a six-foot pole I said: "slow down brother You ain't driving in here Shove that lever into reverse gear We're the picket line." The police are ma**ing In their riot gear They've got pickaxe handles And it's very clear That they're just strike-breakers Working for the government I said: "slow down brother You ain't driving in here Shove that lever into reverse gear We're the picket line." It's cold It's so f**ing cold My fingers are purple And I'm losing my hold It's a shame Such a crying shame Even if we win this They'll still red file my name I'm standing Standing on the picket line I said I'm standing Standing on the picket line I'm standing Standing on the picket line I'm standing Standing on the picket line Standing, standing Standing on the picket line I'm standing