We were the bakers, we were the bold
We rose with the yeast, we never grew old
We kneaded the dough, with a fiery soul
Our loaves were always whole, our hearts were made of gold
Verse 1:
We were the bakers, we were the bold
We rose with the yeast, we never grew old
We kneaded the dough, with a fiery soul
Our loaves were always whole, our hearts were made of gold
Our crusts were always crispy, our flavors never dull
We spread the love, with a warm and gentle pull
We're the bread that's breaking, the revolution's on the rise
We're the bread that's rising, with a fiery, crusty sigh
We're the bread of the people, we're the rise of the town
We're the ones that's breaking, the revolution's just begun
We're the bread that's rising, with a fiery, crusty sigh
We're the ones that's spreading, love and hope and joy
We're the bakers' union, we're the ones that care
We're the ones that's rising, with a love that's rare