The Militant Not The Meek Shall Inherit

I Went West And Took Part In The Strike Of The Machinists - The Southern Pacific Railroad, The Corporation That Swung California By Its Golden Tail, That Controlled Its Legislature, Its Farmers, Its Preachers, Its Workers.

Sometimes It Seemed To Me I Could Not Look At Those Silent Little Figures; That I Must Go North, To The Grim Coal Fields, To The Rocky Mountain Camps, Where The Labor Fight Is At Least Fought By Grown Men

I'm Not A Lady, I'm A Hellraiser

I Have Never Had A Vote, And I Have Raised Hell All Over This Country. You Don't Need A Vote To Raise Hell! You Need Convictions And A Voice!

I'm Not A Humanitarian, I'ma Hell-raiser.