The Labour Agitator

Let the liar call me liar,     And the robber call me thief.     They can only fan the fire     That is born of my belief.     While Im speaking, while Im writing,     To reform the wrongful laws,     Well I know that I am fighting     For the grand old Cause.     See the army of the rebels     Marching on for evermore.     We are countless as the pebbles     That are strewn along the shore.     Agitating, agitating,     Till the Truth has sealed the fate     Of the wrongs that I am hating     With the grand old Hate.     Though no battle banner rustles     In a smoke that blurs the blue,     As when heroes poured from Brussels     To the field of Waterloo,     Though we do not hear the rattle     Of the rifles in the wars,     There is glory in the battle     For the grand old Cause.     See the army of the rebels     Marching on for evermore.     We are countless as the pebbles     That are strewn along the shore.     Agitating, agitating,     Till the Truth has sealed the fate     Of the wrongs that I am hating     With the grand old Hate.     No! I look not to the reaping     In the dynasty of men,     For I know that Ill be sleeping     In a slandered grave eer then.     Till his right to man is given     Well rebel, and well rebel     As we would rebel in heaven     If it proved a hell.     See the army of the rebels     Marching on for evermore.     We are countless as the pebbles     That are strewn along the shore.     Agitating, agitating,     Till the Truth has sealed the fate     Of the wrongs that I am hating     With the grand old Hate.     No! Theres neither creed nor nation     Where the Labour flags unfurled,     For the Labour agitation     Breaks the barriers of the world.     Let the rulers fly in terror     With their scornful lips uncurled,     One by one the gods of error     From their thrones are hurled.     See the army of the rebels     Marching on for evermore.     We are countless as the pebbles     That are strewn along the shore.     Agitating, agitating,     Till the Truth has sealed the fate     Of the wrongs that I am hating     With the grand old Hate.