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 fuckin' 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