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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Friday morning
Buses all parked tight
Engines quiet
But our minds still fight
Hi-vis shining
In the cheap shop light
Breath like smoke
In the early night
[Chorus]
Unite won’t quit
We’re standing in the rain
Wind cuts deep
But we carry all this pain
From Friday through Monday
We’re holding this line
If Crookall don’t listen
We’ll be here next time
[Verse 2]
Management hiding
Up the top-floor stair
Warm cups clinking
They don’t even care
We got kids to feed
They got charts and lies
We got frozen hands
But fire in our eyes
[Chorus]
Unite won’t quit
We’re standing in the rain
Wind cuts deep
But we carry all this pain
From Friday through Monday
We’re holding this line
If Crookall don’t listen
We’ll be here next time
[Bridge]
Public driving past
With a thumbs-up sign (yeah)
Old girls bringing flasks
Say
“You hold that line” (come on)
We’re tired
We’re broke
But we still show
Crookall doesn’t know
What we all know
[Chorus]
Unite won’t quit
We’re standing in the rain
Wind cuts deep
But we carry all this pain
From Friday through Monday
We’re holding this line
If Crookall don’t listen
We’ll be here next time
[Outro]
Rain on our faces
Boots on the road
Unite won’t quit
In the freezing cold
Details
GeneratedMar 11, 2026
Duration3:49
LanguageEnglish
Style
Raw electric-blues trio, male vocals drenched in slapback; verses stay close and conversational over a slow shuffle, choruses open with gang chants and bent guitar fills, organ pads swell on the bridge for a gritty, defiant lift, ending on a shouted unison tag and ringing chords, blues
Credits
Prompt byGrandNinja191
ModelAria v5
Prompt
blues. Bus drivers on strike. Friday thru Monday. Management don’t care. Public have our backs. Unite the union. On the picket line freezing cold. Rain wind. Unite won’t quit. Crookall doesn’t. Know
