14-04-2004, 22:53
1. Jingle Bells
Chorus:
Jingle bells, the Gap sells,
Clothes made in Saipan.
You pee once a day, when the bosses say,
Of else you get no pay—hey!
The Gap must change, the Gap must change,
The Gap must change today.
They sell their goods; then clearcut woods!
Laughing all the way!
Verse 1
The sweatshop workers know
They can’t stop making clothes
Seven days a week
Their quotas they must meet!
Working through the night
Their futures don’t look bright
But who cares if it’s not fair!
Free trade makes it right—hey!
Verse 2
It’s difficult to live
On so little pay
They can’t even afford
One decaf latte!
Smashing workers’ rights
Is the Sweatshop way!
They sell us goods; then wreck our woods!
And think that it’s OK—Hey!
2. Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer
Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer
had excellent taste in clothes
And if you ever asked him,
he would even stop to pose
All of the other reindeer
would go shopping at the Gap
Rudolph would head to thrift stores
He’d never buy that sweatshop crap
As a reindeer he loved woods
And he was in the know
that clearcutting Donald Fisher
deserved a giant lump of coal!
Boycott the Gap this Christmas
And Old Navy too (Banana Republic too)
Rudolph “nose” the right way!
And now, by golly, so do you!
3. Joy to the World
Fear to the World
And Mis-er-y!
Don Fish-er is the King!
With profits going through the roof,
And workers underneath his hoof,
He says shop, shop, a-and shop!
He says shop, shop, a-and shop!
He says, sho-op, sho-o-op, until you drop!
Clearcuts in the Woods
With.. thanks.. to.. the…
Fishers of Gap Inc!
They’re cutting all the trees—
Hurting workers overseas—
To make another buck, to make another buck
to ma—ake, to ma—a—ake another buck!
4. Frere Jacques
Banana Republic, Banana Republic [O-old Navy, O-old Navy]
How do you? How do you?
How do you make money? How do you make money?
Sweatshop greed. Clearcut trees.
Donald Fisher, Donald Fisher
Do you care? Do you care?
Eleven cents an hour for your Russian workers.
Do you care? Do you care?
Donald Fisher, Like Charles Hurwitz
Cuts down trees, kills species.
About these horrors he has lied, Let your conscience be your guide:
Don’t shop here. Don’t shop here.
5. Little Drummer Boy
I shop therefore I am, pa rumpa, pum pum
I have five credit cards, pa rumpa, pum pum
Oh Glorious Sweatshop Kings, pa rumpa, pum pum
I will buy everything! pa rumpa, pum pum, rumpa, pum pum...
I drive an SUV…
A cell phone in each hand…
My closet’s full of clothes…
I call this “li-ving”…
Don Fisher clearcuts trees, but I-I don’t care
Hurts workers overseas, but I-I don’t care
The planet’s suffering, but I-I don’t care
As long as I look good, I just don’t care, just don’t care, just don’t care!
As long as I look good , I just don’t care
Me and my jeans, Me and my jeans…
6. Felice Navidad
Felice Navidad
I think I’ve been had
I thought what I bought
would be guilt-free
but I think I’ve been had.
Felice Navidowd
I followed the crowd
I look like everyone
but now I’m done
‘cause I know the truth:
The Gap’s clothes are made in a sweatshop
The Gap’s clothes are made in a sweatshop x 2
The Gap’s clothes are made in a sweatshop
in a third world country!
7. Human Rights
(To the tune of Silent Night)
Human Rights, Immigrant Rights
Everyone, Join the fight
Fight for dignity, justice and peace
In your living and working place
Where your children are born
Where you make your home.
Human Rights, Immigrant Rights
Hear the Sweatshop workers plight
Broken families, INS raids
Child labor, owners greed
Everyone, open your eyes
Stand up, organize!
8. Away in a Sweatshop
(To the tune of Away in a Manger.)
Away in a sweatshop where no one can see
The immigrant seamstresses work constantly.
Conditions are awful, the pay is absurd
The boss he will fire them if they say a word.
Away in a factry, an ocean away
Young girls making shoes for a dollar a day.
But please don't complain about worker exploitation
Cause this factory's in a Most Favored Nation.
Away in the Congress, the Senators fat
Count up their PAC dollars, pass NAFTA and GATT.
They couldn't care less about workers in need
They've traded their conscience to service their greed!
9. Hark, the Wal-Mart Banners Say
(To the tune of Hark, the Herald Angels Sing!)
Hark, the Wal-Mart banners say,
It's made in, the U.S.A.
But read the fine print and you'll see,
Most things come from overseas.
Sweatshop factories exploit children,
While Sam Walton rakes in billions
Tell us where your factories are,
Do they exploit the world's poor?
Hark, to Wal-Mart, we do say,
People deserve a living wage!
A quarter-an-hour in Honduras,
Just five cents in Bangladesh.
Seven-day weeks in Guatemala,
Indonesians earn ten cents!
Workers beaten for mistakes,
Wal-Mart this is a disgrace!
Tell us where your factories are,
Do they exploit the world's poor?
Hark, to Wal-Mart, we do say,
People deserve a living wage!
Wal-Mart sweatshops won't stay secret,
We will let the world see.
We don't want our hard earned money
Siphoned off, by corporate greed!
We want human rights today,
Wal-Mart we won't go away!
Tell us where your factories are,
Do they exploit, the world's poor?
Hark, to Wal-Mart, we do say,
People deserve, a living wage!
-lyrics by Dan Rodman
10. We feed the CEOs
(To the tune of It's off to work we go.)
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, we feed the CEOs
We sweat and sew, they get the dough,
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, Hi Ho,
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, Our lives are full of woe
Our quotas grow, the more we sew
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, Hi Ho,
Oh me, Oh my, we're worked until we die,
While the profits go to CEOs,
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, Hi Ho,
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, This system isn't fair,
Does anybody really care?
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, Hi Ho,
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, The workers take control,
We fight for one, we fight for all,
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, Hi Ho.
11. The Twelve days of Sweat-Shopping
(To the tune of The Twelve Days of Christmas.)
On the first day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the second day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the third day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the fourth day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the fifth day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
RAM-PANT COR-PORATE GREED!!
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the sixth day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Six cents an hour,
RAM-PANT COR-PORATE GREED!!
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the seventh day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Twelve-hour days,
Six cents an hour,
RAM-PANT COR-PORATE GREED!!
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the eighth day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Cancer-causing fumes,
Twelve-hour days,
Six cents an hour,
RAM-PANT COR-PORATE GREED!!
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the ninth day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Sexual harassment,
Cancer-causing fumes,
Twelve-hour days,
Six cents an hour,
RAM-PANT COR-PORATE GREED!!
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the tenth day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Workers without unions,
Sexual harassment,
Cancer-causing fumes,
Twelve-hour days,
Six cents an hour,
RAM-PANT COR-PORATE GREED!!
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the eleventh day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Tax breaks for sweatshops,
Workers without unions,
Sexual harassment,
Cancer-causing fumes,
Twelve-hour days,
Six cents an hour,
RAM-PANT COR-PORATE GREED!!
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the twelfth day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Bill Clintons blessing,
Tax breaks for sweatshops,
Workers without unions,
Sexual harassment,
Cancer-causing fumes,
Twelve-hour days,
Six cents an hour,
RAM-PANT COR-PORATE GREED!!
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
12. God bless you very wealthy men
God bless you very wealthy men,
Good news I have to tell:
The market's up, you're making more each time you buy and sell.
With layoffs more, your profits soar,
You're living rather well.
O tidings of capital gains.
God bless you very wealthy men,
You never have to see
The people all around you who must live in misery.
You keep the poor far from your door,
You know no poverty.
O tidings of capital gains.
God bless you very wealthy men,
whatever comes to pass,
You have no fear that you will be kicked out upon your ass.
I have a feeling that your ceiling is
Not made of glass.
O tidings of capital gains.
God bless you very wealthy men,
Do you repeat this song?
You owe success to your hard work, no one helped you along.
You've raised yourself to the top shelf;
Your bootstraps must be strong.
O tidings of capital gains.
God bless you poor and working folks,
I do regret to tell:
There is no safety net to catch you if you ever fell.
Without much wealth or any health
insurance when unwell.
O tidings of capital gains.
God bless you poor and working folks
They've cut you down to size
Entitled only to those things you can afford to buy,
When pensions, schools, and fire protection
All are privatized.
Oh tidings of capital gains.
God bless you poor and working folks,
Its time to take a stand
For decent wages, health, and pensions are our just demands.
It's time to fight we must unite.
Won't you lend a hand?
Oh tidings of capital gains.
13. We Wish You a Merry Christmas
We wish you would do the right thing!
And stop cutting trees!
We wish you would do the right thing!
We wish you would do the right thing!
We wish you would do the right thing!
Treat workers fair-ly!
We wish you would do the right thing!
We wish you would do the right thing!
We wish you would do the right thing!
And end corporate greed!
14. Walking in a Winter Wonderland
In the woods of Mendocino,
Donald Fisher's killing Coho
Destroying the trees
and the fisheries
Plundering the winter wonderland.
Pushing salmon to extinction
Profiting from exploitation
Spraying herbicides
Triggering landslides
Plundering the winter wonderland.
REFRAIN:
Donald Fisher is in de-ni-al.
He says he isn't involved in any of it.
Maybe one day he'll be put on tri-al.
And everyone will see he's full of ---baloney!
It's the GAP, if you're wonderin'.
Old Navy, too, does the plunderin'
Banana Repub-lick
all a-makin' us SICK
Destroying our winter wonderland.
REFRAIN:
Donald Fisher is in de-ni-al.
He says he isn't involved in any of it.
Maybe one day he'll be put on tri-al.
And everyone will see he's full of ---baloney!
By selling you all of this stuff,
The Fisher family is rich enough.
Why don't they save the trees
and the fisheries,
Stop plundering our winter wonderland?!
Why don't they save the trees
And the fisheries
Stop plundering our winter wonderland?!
(one more time)
15. GAP FOLDEROL SONG
(to the tune of "Gower Wassail")
The Gap is an empire
and shame is its brand.
Its wares are sweat labor--
it's raping the land.
Gap lumber is clearcut
from hills sliding down.
Gap slave-drives child workers
in factory town.
Folderol-foldedoldedol-foldedoldedol-foldedoldedee
Foldededero-foldedaddi-sing toorelai-oh!
Gap mudslides are choking
the fish in our streams.
Gap talk is green label
but their logging's obscene.
So never buy Navy,
Banana, or Gap:
The Fischer brand's shameful--
their products are...sad.
Folderol-foldedoldedol-foldedoldedol-foldedoldedee
Foldededero-foldedaddi-sing toorelai-oh!
16. GAP FOLDEROL SONG, 2
Old Navy, Old Navy
Is raping our earth
And their workers they're squeezing
For all that they're worth,
Chorus:
Down with Gap, down with stinking Gap,
down with sweatshop Gap, down with clearcut Gap,
Banana Republic, O-old Navy, Good riddance to you!
There's a bad man named Fisher
Sitting warm by the fire
And for each tree he kills
His ego grows higher.
Down with Gap, etc.
The clothes they are selling
May look pretty slick
But mistreating the workers
Who made them is sick!
Down with Gap, etc.
17. Bonny Portmore
Verse 1
O Bonny Portmore I am sorry to see
Such a woeful destruction of your ornament tree
For it stood on your shore for many's the long day
Till the long boats from Antrim came to float it away.
REFRAIN
O Bonny Portmore you shine where you stand
And the more I think on you the more I think long
If I had you now as I had once before
All the Lords in Old England would not purchase Portmore.
Verse 2
All the birds in the forest they bitterly weep
Saying, "Where shall we shelter or where shall we sleep?"
For the Oak and the Ash they are all cutten down
And the walls of Bonny Portmore are all down to the ground.
REFRAIN
Bonny Portmore (modified)
Verse 1
O Mendocino I am sorry to see
Such a woeful destruction of your ornament tree
For it stood on your shore for many's the long day
Till the liquidation loggers came to float it away
REFRAIN
O Mendocino you shine where you stand
And the more I think on you the more I think long
If I had you now as I had once before
All the corporate exploiters could buy you no more.
Verse 2
All the birds in the forest they bitterly weep
Saying, "Where shall we shelter or where shall we sleep?"
For the Redwood and Fir they are all cutten down
And the mills of Mendocino are all down to the ground.
REFRAIN
18. GAP CHEER:
Give me a G! G!!!
Give me an A! A!!!
Give me a P! P!!!
What does it spell? CLEARCUTS!
What does it spell? SWEATSHOPS!!
What does it spell? GAP SUCKS!!!
What does it spell? BOYCOTT THE GAP!!!!!
19. Deck the Halls
Tis the season for a boycott, fa la la la la...
Banana Republic, the GAP, Old Navy, fa la...
Don't support the sweatshop labor, fa...
Or clearcutting Mendocino forests, either, fa...
The Fisher family is making billions
With overseas workers in slave labor
Toiling at eleven cents an hour
It's time to fight this greedy power
In Mendocino County California
They're spraying herbicides in the water
Cutting old growth forests with abandon
Donald Fisher you are a madman!
from www.gapsucks.com
Chorus:
Jingle bells, the Gap sells,
Clothes made in Saipan.
You pee once a day, when the bosses say,
Of else you get no pay—hey!
The Gap must change, the Gap must change,
The Gap must change today.
They sell their goods; then clearcut woods!
Laughing all the way!
Verse 1
The sweatshop workers know
They can’t stop making clothes
Seven days a week
Their quotas they must meet!
Working through the night
Their futures don’t look bright
But who cares if it’s not fair!
Free trade makes it right—hey!
Verse 2
It’s difficult to live
On so little pay
They can’t even afford
One decaf latte!
Smashing workers’ rights
Is the Sweatshop way!
They sell us goods; then wreck our woods!
And think that it’s OK—Hey!
2. Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer
Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer
had excellent taste in clothes
And if you ever asked him,
he would even stop to pose
All of the other reindeer
would go shopping at the Gap
Rudolph would head to thrift stores
He’d never buy that sweatshop crap
As a reindeer he loved woods
And he was in the know
that clearcutting Donald Fisher
deserved a giant lump of coal!
Boycott the Gap this Christmas
And Old Navy too (Banana Republic too)
Rudolph “nose” the right way!
And now, by golly, so do you!
3. Joy to the World
Fear to the World
And Mis-er-y!
Don Fish-er is the King!
With profits going through the roof,
And workers underneath his hoof,
He says shop, shop, a-and shop!
He says shop, shop, a-and shop!
He says, sho-op, sho-o-op, until you drop!
Clearcuts in the Woods
With.. thanks.. to.. the…
Fishers of Gap Inc!
They’re cutting all the trees—
Hurting workers overseas—
To make another buck, to make another buck
to ma—ake, to ma—a—ake another buck!
4. Frere Jacques
Banana Republic, Banana Republic [O-old Navy, O-old Navy]
How do you? How do you?
How do you make money? How do you make money?
Sweatshop greed. Clearcut trees.
Donald Fisher, Donald Fisher
Do you care? Do you care?
Eleven cents an hour for your Russian workers.
Do you care? Do you care?
Donald Fisher, Like Charles Hurwitz
Cuts down trees, kills species.
About these horrors he has lied, Let your conscience be your guide:
Don’t shop here. Don’t shop here.
5. Little Drummer Boy
I shop therefore I am, pa rumpa, pum pum
I have five credit cards, pa rumpa, pum pum
Oh Glorious Sweatshop Kings, pa rumpa, pum pum
I will buy everything! pa rumpa, pum pum, rumpa, pum pum...
I drive an SUV…
A cell phone in each hand…
My closet’s full of clothes…
I call this “li-ving”…
Don Fisher clearcuts trees, but I-I don’t care
Hurts workers overseas, but I-I don’t care
The planet’s suffering, but I-I don’t care
As long as I look good, I just don’t care, just don’t care, just don’t care!
As long as I look good , I just don’t care
Me and my jeans, Me and my jeans…
6. Felice Navidad
Felice Navidad
I think I’ve been had
I thought what I bought
would be guilt-free
but I think I’ve been had.
Felice Navidowd
I followed the crowd
I look like everyone
but now I’m done
‘cause I know the truth:
The Gap’s clothes are made in a sweatshop
The Gap’s clothes are made in a sweatshop x 2
The Gap’s clothes are made in a sweatshop
in a third world country!
7. Human Rights
(To the tune of Silent Night)
Human Rights, Immigrant Rights
Everyone, Join the fight
Fight for dignity, justice and peace
In your living and working place
Where your children are born
Where you make your home.
Human Rights, Immigrant Rights
Hear the Sweatshop workers plight
Broken families, INS raids
Child labor, owners greed
Everyone, open your eyes
Stand up, organize!
8. Away in a Sweatshop
(To the tune of Away in a Manger.)
Away in a sweatshop where no one can see
The immigrant seamstresses work constantly.
Conditions are awful, the pay is absurd
The boss he will fire them if they say a word.
Away in a factry, an ocean away
Young girls making shoes for a dollar a day.
But please don't complain about worker exploitation
Cause this factory's in a Most Favored Nation.
Away in the Congress, the Senators fat
Count up their PAC dollars, pass NAFTA and GATT.
They couldn't care less about workers in need
They've traded their conscience to service their greed!
9. Hark, the Wal-Mart Banners Say
(To the tune of Hark, the Herald Angels Sing!)
Hark, the Wal-Mart banners say,
It's made in, the U.S.A.
But read the fine print and you'll see,
Most things come from overseas.
Sweatshop factories exploit children,
While Sam Walton rakes in billions
Tell us where your factories are,
Do they exploit the world's poor?
Hark, to Wal-Mart, we do say,
People deserve a living wage!
A quarter-an-hour in Honduras,
Just five cents in Bangladesh.
Seven-day weeks in Guatemala,
Indonesians earn ten cents!
Workers beaten for mistakes,
Wal-Mart this is a disgrace!
Tell us where your factories are,
Do they exploit the world's poor?
Hark, to Wal-Mart, we do say,
People deserve a living wage!
Wal-Mart sweatshops won't stay secret,
We will let the world see.
We don't want our hard earned money
Siphoned off, by corporate greed!
We want human rights today,
Wal-Mart we won't go away!
Tell us where your factories are,
Do they exploit, the world's poor?
Hark, to Wal-Mart, we do say,
People deserve, a living wage!
-lyrics by Dan Rodman
10. We feed the CEOs
(To the tune of It's off to work we go.)
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, we feed the CEOs
We sweat and sew, they get the dough,
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, Hi Ho,
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, Our lives are full of woe
Our quotas grow, the more we sew
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, Hi Ho,
Oh me, Oh my, we're worked until we die,
While the profits go to CEOs,
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, Hi Ho,
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, This system isn't fair,
Does anybody really care?
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, Hi Ho,
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, The workers take control,
We fight for one, we fight for all,
Hi Ho, Hi Ho, Hi Ho.
11. The Twelve days of Sweat-Shopping
(To the tune of The Twelve Days of Christmas.)
On the first day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the second day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the third day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the fourth day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the fifth day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
RAM-PANT COR-PORATE GREED!!
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the sixth day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Six cents an hour,
RAM-PANT COR-PORATE GREED!!
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the seventh day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Twelve-hour days,
Six cents an hour,
RAM-PANT COR-PORATE GREED!!
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the eighth day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Cancer-causing fumes,
Twelve-hour days,
Six cents an hour,
RAM-PANT COR-PORATE GREED!!
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the ninth day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Sexual harassment,
Cancer-causing fumes,
Twelve-hour days,
Six cents an hour,
RAM-PANT COR-PORATE GREED!!
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the tenth day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Workers without unions,
Sexual harassment,
Cancer-causing fumes,
Twelve-hour days,
Six cents an hour,
RAM-PANT COR-PORATE GREED!!
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the eleventh day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Tax breaks for sweatshops,
Workers without unions,
Sexual harassment,
Cancer-causing fumes,
Twelve-hour days,
Six cents an hour,
RAM-PANT COR-PORATE GREED!!
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
On the twelfth day of shopping, my true love bought for me,
Bill Clintons blessing,
Tax breaks for sweatshops,
Workers without unions,
Sexual harassment,
Cancer-causing fumes,
Twelve-hour days,
Six cents an hour,
RAM-PANT COR-PORATE GREED!!
Pre-sweated pants,
Slave labor shoes,
Toys made by kids,
All gifts made in sweatshops overseas.
12. God bless you very wealthy men
God bless you very wealthy men,
Good news I have to tell:
The market's up, you're making more each time you buy and sell.
With layoffs more, your profits soar,
You're living rather well.
O tidings of capital gains.
God bless you very wealthy men,
You never have to see
The people all around you who must live in misery.
You keep the poor far from your door,
You know no poverty.
O tidings of capital gains.
God bless you very wealthy men,
whatever comes to pass,
You have no fear that you will be kicked out upon your ass.
I have a feeling that your ceiling is
Not made of glass.
O tidings of capital gains.
God bless you very wealthy men,
Do you repeat this song?
You owe success to your hard work, no one helped you along.
You've raised yourself to the top shelf;
Your bootstraps must be strong.
O tidings of capital gains.
God bless you poor and working folks,
I do regret to tell:
There is no safety net to catch you if you ever fell.
Without much wealth or any health
insurance when unwell.
O tidings of capital gains.
God bless you poor and working folks
They've cut you down to size
Entitled only to those things you can afford to buy,
When pensions, schools, and fire protection
All are privatized.
Oh tidings of capital gains.
God bless you poor and working folks,
Its time to take a stand
For decent wages, health, and pensions are our just demands.
It's time to fight we must unite.
Won't you lend a hand?
Oh tidings of capital gains.
13. We Wish You a Merry Christmas
We wish you would do the right thing!
And stop cutting trees!
We wish you would do the right thing!
We wish you would do the right thing!
We wish you would do the right thing!
Treat workers fair-ly!
We wish you would do the right thing!
We wish you would do the right thing!
We wish you would do the right thing!
And end corporate greed!
14. Walking in a Winter Wonderland
In the woods of Mendocino,
Donald Fisher's killing Coho
Destroying the trees
and the fisheries
Plundering the winter wonderland.
Pushing salmon to extinction
Profiting from exploitation
Spraying herbicides
Triggering landslides
Plundering the winter wonderland.
REFRAIN:
Donald Fisher is in de-ni-al.
He says he isn't involved in any of it.
Maybe one day he'll be put on tri-al.
And everyone will see he's full of ---baloney!
It's the GAP, if you're wonderin'.
Old Navy, too, does the plunderin'
Banana Repub-lick
all a-makin' us SICK
Destroying our winter wonderland.
REFRAIN:
Donald Fisher is in de-ni-al.
He says he isn't involved in any of it.
Maybe one day he'll be put on tri-al.
And everyone will see he's full of ---baloney!
By selling you all of this stuff,
The Fisher family is rich enough.
Why don't they save the trees
and the fisheries,
Stop plundering our winter wonderland?!
Why don't they save the trees
And the fisheries
Stop plundering our winter wonderland?!
(one more time)
15. GAP FOLDEROL SONG
(to the tune of "Gower Wassail")
The Gap is an empire
and shame is its brand.
Its wares are sweat labor--
it's raping the land.
Gap lumber is clearcut
from hills sliding down.
Gap slave-drives child workers
in factory town.
Folderol-foldedoldedol-foldedoldedol-foldedoldedee
Foldededero-foldedaddi-sing toorelai-oh!
Gap mudslides are choking
the fish in our streams.
Gap talk is green label
but their logging's obscene.
So never buy Navy,
Banana, or Gap:
The Fischer brand's shameful--
their products are...sad.
Folderol-foldedoldedol-foldedoldedol-foldedoldedee
Foldededero-foldedaddi-sing toorelai-oh!
16. GAP FOLDEROL SONG, 2
Old Navy, Old Navy
Is raping our earth
And their workers they're squeezing
For all that they're worth,
Chorus:
Down with Gap, down with stinking Gap,
down with sweatshop Gap, down with clearcut Gap,
Banana Republic, O-old Navy, Good riddance to you!
There's a bad man named Fisher
Sitting warm by the fire
And for each tree he kills
His ego grows higher.
Down with Gap, etc.
The clothes they are selling
May look pretty slick
But mistreating the workers
Who made them is sick!
Down with Gap, etc.
17. Bonny Portmore
Verse 1
O Bonny Portmore I am sorry to see
Such a woeful destruction of your ornament tree
For it stood on your shore for many's the long day
Till the long boats from Antrim came to float it away.
REFRAIN
O Bonny Portmore you shine where you stand
And the more I think on you the more I think long
If I had you now as I had once before
All the Lords in Old England would not purchase Portmore.
Verse 2
All the birds in the forest they bitterly weep
Saying, "Where shall we shelter or where shall we sleep?"
For the Oak and the Ash they are all cutten down
And the walls of Bonny Portmore are all down to the ground.
REFRAIN
Bonny Portmore (modified)
Verse 1
O Mendocino I am sorry to see
Such a woeful destruction of your ornament tree
For it stood on your shore for many's the long day
Till the liquidation loggers came to float it away
REFRAIN
O Mendocino you shine where you stand
And the more I think on you the more I think long
If I had you now as I had once before
All the corporate exploiters could buy you no more.
Verse 2
All the birds in the forest they bitterly weep
Saying, "Where shall we shelter or where shall we sleep?"
For the Redwood and Fir they are all cutten down
And the mills of Mendocino are all down to the ground.
REFRAIN
18. GAP CHEER:
Give me a G! G!!!
Give me an A! A!!!
Give me a P! P!!!
What does it spell? CLEARCUTS!
What does it spell? SWEATSHOPS!!
What does it spell? GAP SUCKS!!!
What does it spell? BOYCOTT THE GAP!!!!!
19. Deck the Halls
Tis the season for a boycott, fa la la la la...
Banana Republic, the GAP, Old Navy, fa la...
Don't support the sweatshop labor, fa...
Or clearcutting Mendocino forests, either, fa...
The Fisher family is making billions
With overseas workers in slave labor
Toiling at eleven cents an hour
It's time to fight this greedy power
In Mendocino County California
They're spraying herbicides in the water
Cutting old growth forests with abandon
Donald Fisher you are a madman!
from www.gapsucks.com