Old class traitors never die - they just retire filthy rich, with the praise of the Murdoch and Packer media ringing in their eyes. We don't believe that we are alone in not wishing the old parasite a long and happy retirement.
Old class traitors never die - they just retire filthy rich, with the praise of the Murdoch and Packer media ringing in their eyes. We don't believe that we are alone in not wishing the old parasite a long and happy retirement.
Get Stuffed, Bill Kelty by Peter Hicks and Geoff Francis Get stuffed, Bill Kelty, get on your bike, Gather your riches and go take a hike, You betrayed every worker and sold out our rights, so Get stuffed and get lost Bill Kelty. You cut all our wages, you signed the accord, You pushed enterprise bargaining ahead of awards, I've known some class traitors, but you beat them all, so Get stuffed and get lost Bill Kelty. You grew fatter and fatter as our membership fell, You gorged as the dole queues grew longer as well, You're the union leader conceived of in hell, so Get stuffed and get lost Bill Kelty. You mixed with the powerful, you mixed with the rich, But with us common workers you never did mix, If Bob Hawke was my backside then you'd be my itch, so Get stuffed and get lost Bill Kelty. You're old and you're grey now, you're put out to graze, In wealth and in plenty for all of your days, For serving the bosses you've been bloody well paid, so Get stuffed and get lost Bill Kelty. We'll be much better off without leaders like you, By trusting our members to know what to do, In strike and in struggle, we'll surely come through, so Get stuffed and get lost Bill Kelty. Get stuffed, Bill Kelty, get on your bike, Gather your riches and go take a hike, You betrayed every worker and sold out our rights, so Get stuffed and get lost Bill Kelty.
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