10.25
(to the tune of "I Will Survive")
by Lara Jirmanus '01
At first we were afraid we'd be marg'nalized
That no one would come out and rally by our side
But from inside these ivy walls, our message came out clear
Students, workers, faculty, the whole wide world could hear.
And now you're back, from that corporate place
You walk straight into Mass Hall, which we've reclaimed as our space
When you say 400 workers, they all know that it's a lie
And now even outsourced workers, can hold their heads up high
No we won't go, out of that door
Living Wage is now an issue that you cannot ignore
With senators and faculty and unions on our side
From local to the nat'nal news did you think you could hide
$10.25, $10.25
It's high time you paid your employees enough to stay alive
They need benefits to live, you'd got so much cash to give
$10.25, $10.25
Harvard, you think it's your place to moralize
But to your workers' poverty you shut your eyes.
You pretend that your handpicked committee was heaven sent
But we all know well ESL classes don't pay the rent
So now we're here, our words aren't new
It's taken two and a half years for these concerns to get to you
You should have listened long ago, made some agreements that were real
So it didn't take a sit-in to get workers a fair deal
Hey, hey $10.25
It's high time you paid your workers, enough to stay a live
They need benefits to live, you've got so much cash to give
$10.25, $10.25
It's time these 80 hours working weeks were stopped
No more race to the bottom, how bout race to the top
You always been a leader, in oh so many ways
Just $10 million, you'll find kindness really pays
Just imagine then how happy they'll all be
With time to spend at home, to raise up a family
With time to take some classes, they could have a better life
There's no need for this action, to end with grief or strife
Hey, hey $10.25
It's high time you paid your workers, enough to stay a live
They need benefits to live, you've got so much cash to give
$10.25, $10.25
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God Bless the School
(to the tune of "God Bless the Child," by Billie Holiday)
by Andree Pages '77
Them that's got shall get
Them that's not shall lose
Used to be that way,
Now it's not what we choose
Mama may have, Papa may have,
But God bless the school that pays the Wage,
The Living Wage
Well, the strong gets more
While the weak ones fade
What can we do, we thought,
Focused on our grades
Mama may have, Papa may have,
But God Bless the school that pays the Wage,
The Living Wage
Money-you'll have lots of friends
Stacked up on the Board...
But if you only cook or clean,
They gotta guard the hoard
Rich patricians give you a class or such;
If you ask for cash, well you ask too much
Well, Mama may have, Papa may have,
But God bless the school that pays the Wage,
The Living Wage
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