Te mandaron a la guerra a luchar y a morir Te mandaron a matar gente que nunca te hizo naà Te mandaron a defender los intereses del capital Te mandaron a morir por una causa Que no es la tuya Ni la m√a, solo la de ellos Los que mandan, los de siempre, A una guerra que los niìos biºn Nunca lucharΣn.

Te engaìaron con patriotismo y con promesas de poder estudiar Te dijeron que defend√as la democracia y la libertad Bombardeaste, destruiste disparaste y mataste Tambiºn viste a tus compaìeros Volando por el aire en pedacitos Tu regresaste sin tus piernas Tuerto de un ojo, loco de remate De una guerra que los que la empezaron Son muy cobardes paà luchar.

They sent you to a war to fight and to die And they sent you to kill people that never did you any harm. And they sent you to defend the interests of capital And they sent you to your death For a cause thatÃs not your cause Nor is it mine, itÃs only theirs, Those who rule, been ruling for too long To a war the children of the rich Will never have to fight.

You shall work every day of your life And you shall work from childhood to old age And you shall work yourself into an early grave Because the boss says so The system makes you so Because the cops will beat you up if you donít.

And you shall toil until you wanna faint Working so hard, all for minimum wage That barely keeps you alive, you slave Tomorrow you shall toil again ëCause Adam ate the apple Itís written in the Bible Only the rich can share the bounty of god.

(bridge)

I claim the right to be lazy Why should I work for the boss? Why should I work sixteen hours a day? When four is more than enough.

Letís get rid of all the bosses Bankers, lawyers, senators Weíll keep the fruit of our labor Weíll work less and weíll play more.

And I know just how we can all do this The One Big Union with all of us in it The Industrial Workers of the World Have always shown the way To get rid of the boss And to win the class war And make us truly free once and for all.

(repeat from bridge to the end)

(coro)

Zapata vive, la lucha sigue (X3) Zapata!

Quiero decirle al tirano Que tiene los dÌas contados Desde Chiapas a Seattle Desde Genoa a Nablus La gente lucha Se educa, se levanta Ya no mendiga, reclama libertad El pueblo unido jam·s ser· vencido Y a la anarquÌa siempre marchar·.

(coro)

El mundo dice ya basta No m·s guerra y destrucciÛn Ni ecocidio ni racismo Ni prisiones ni opresiÛn La Madre Tierra No est· a la venta Y son de todos las tierras y los mares Luchemos juntos paí que se vayan todos Que sin justicia nunca puede haber paz.