The Night That Goldman Spoke At-Musical Cast Recording
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TXT The Night That Goldman Spoke At-Musical Cast Recording 文本歌词
The Night That Goldman Spoke At - Musical Cast Recording (音乐剧)
I have just returned from Lawrence Massachusetts
Where eight weeks ago the workers there went on strike
They are starving their children are dying but they are holding firm
And we must support them
It was winter in New York
As the snow began to fall
And the workmen's hall that not a seat to spare
When a young man docked inside
Just to warm himself was all
The night that Goldman spoke at Union Square
What is happening in Lawrence is happening everywhere
Let us at last to make this the land
Of opportunity for all people not just the owners
The land of opportunity
For tateh and his little girl
We cannot rest
She was speaking loud and fast
Through a haze of noise and heat
And the smell of sweat and anger in the air
The police were standing by
But the crowd was on it's feet
The night that Goldman spoke at Union Square
You he thought he heard her say
What brings you here today
Poor young rich boy
Masturbates for a Vaudeville tart
What a waste of a fiery heart
Dear he thought she said
Poor young bourgeois
There are things that you've never thought
Come to Emma and you'll be taught
Here
His head was spinning
People feathered and tarred my friend
Unions broken and why for
Children laboring women still enslaved
Leave you little backyard my friend
There are causes to die for
Strike in the gutters of the city
I have tried to find some meaning
Strike in the arms of fallen women
In the thought of suicide
Strike
Like a firework unexploded
Wanting life but never knowing how
My brother life has meaning
I'll show you how
Till now
My brother you are with us now
He was calling out her name
Shouting what he did not know
And he found that he was standing on a chair
With a heart as clean and new
As the freshly fallen snow
The night that Goldman spoke
I've been waiting for you
At Union Square
Strike strike strike strike strike strike strike strike strike strike strike
Strike strike strike
I hate you godd**ned America
Tateh tateh tateh tateh tateh tateh
