Verse 1
The Union Buster
Tene: "Oh! Susanna" by Stephen Foster.
Well, now, let ome in - tro- duce my- self: Jack Shy- ster is my
name. I'm a man- age- ment con- sul-tent, un~ ion bust-ing is my
gue. Tm a mes-tr of the con job, Tm mm ex- pert wa the
Verse 2
Shoe, Asd I make my liv- ing stealing bread from the mouths of work- ing
Well, now, let me introduce myself, Jack Shyster is my name.
I'm a management consultant; union busting is my game.
I'm a master of the con job, I'm an expert at the hoax;
and I make my living stealing bread from the mouths of working folks.
Chorus
I'ma union buster, the bosses' trusty aide.
I help keep their employees overworked and underpaid.
Verse 3
In the old days we used gun thugs, we used ginks and finks and goons.
Pitting folks against each other, spreading hatred, fear, and lies;
Cutting down the hopes of workers who rise up to organize.
There's no tactic I won' stoop to, there's no trick I haven' tried,
To manipulate the workers and to keep them petrified.
Verse 4
Texas Instruments, McDonald's, Litton Industries, Coors beer,
I'm the one that they depend on to maintain their reign of fear.
Jack London tells the story: God was working in his lab,
And with some hateful substance he made my good friend, the scab.
Well, he gave some of that awful stuff a graduate degree;
Verse 5
He dressed it in a three-piece suit, and that's how he made me.
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