There once were some men in St. Louis
They sent them to Maysville to screw us
Since they cut all our wages and bennies
All we have left is a handful of pennies

For one hundred and twenty-five years
We gave them our blood,sweat,and tears
But they now say they can't make a profit
Most on the payroll soon will be off it

It's the "Big CEO" they must please
So they took and moved all OUR cheese
The mice must...