Until They Concede

To quell the belief of a better way They say that today is the best of days ​Where is our representation that we once fought so hard for? Strength in numbers has often been an unrealized force How do you think those scraps were ever secured for today? They had no chair at the table No cards in the game Until they organized and laid claim Until they organized Arm in arm, hand in hand Under depressed conditions We deserve more We produce their value While they take the lot And throw back just enough There is nothing that can stop us now The idea's out Fate has ever favored those that play That play the long game When we know what we're worth We won't walk away You may like things as they are But we'll have our day It just might take a few to get there They warrant their power While they take the lot And throw back just enough Just enough to shut us up To quell the belief of a better way They say that today is the best of days