We were weavers highly skilled
'Til things were mechanised
Craft and artisanship killed
A threat to all our lives
Machines meant the workforce shrunk
You think you'd see us settle
When bosses said 'Lets junk each punk
And replace you ... with heavy metal!'
Luddite Luddite Luddite Luddite Luddites
The working man was sacrificed!
Luddite Luddite Luddite Luddite Luddites
Turned us in to anar-chists!
Industrial revolution
Our old life over thrown
So we came up with a solution-
A revolution of our own!
Met in the hills and planned to smash
Thier weaving machines of gloom
Hear that sweet music as we bash
A wop bam a loom ahh... a wop bam boom!
Luddite Luddite Luddite Luddite Luddites
Industrial weaving its a stitch up!
Luddite Luddite Luddite Luddite Luddites
Break the device and smash my switch up!
We named our movement after Ned Ludd
A folk hero who myth proclaimed
Once reacted in a fit of rage
By smashing up some knitting frames
So we formed the new Luddite army
Started to riot
...It all went barmy!
Laws were passed to shake our wills
Sent solders armed with guns
Although we tried to break things still
We fought the law... but the law won
Trial and punishments were seen
It's clear we lost the fight
But thanks us, rage against machines
Now carries the name...
LUDDITE!
Luddite Luddite Luddite Luddite Luddites
This band struggles carries on!
Luddite Luddite Luddite Luddite Luddites
Wont rest to machines are all gone!
*Instrument smashing*
Solo!
On what exactly?