Industry - Lee Clayton lyrics
( Art Work By Urban Aspirines )
I grew up surrounded by fences
electrified and three in a row.
With machine-gun nests at the entrances to town
and plants that at any minute could go .
They made the first atomic bomb 'cross the hill from where I played.
Me and the dog used to hide in the woods
when the guards were checking for strays.
I remember fire engines in the night flying out and terrified.
when the guards were checking for strays.
I remember fire engines in the night flying out and terrified.
Physicists cracking beneath the strain and their children, my friends, terrified.
Industry - that 's why.
My father worked hard for thirty-two years
for a sweater and a watch a clock.
for a sweater and a watch a clock.
And a heartbeat that doesn‘t push blood very well
through veins as hard as a rock.
Three years away from retirement,
they forced him to take a new job.
through veins as hard as a rock.
Three years away from retirement,
they forced him to take a new job.
And as the hatchet-man for the company clan,
he was hated and he was cursed like a dog.
he was hated and he was cursed like a dog.
But he kicked and he clawed,
he cursed back and he cried a tired man running on his pride.
He got the job done though it cost him his legs.
Thanks, Union Carbide.
Industry- father forgive industry.
My brother works now in a sparkling clean room wearing clothes he could take to Mars.
One little tear in that airtight suit
and I doubt if he could get to his car.
And ain‘t it funny how all of the big boys
seem to always be packing their bags?
And headed somewhere that the water is clear.
And the air, don‘t make me gag.
One little tear in that airtight suit
and I doubt if he could get to his car.
And ain‘t it funny how all of the big boys
seem to always be packing their bags?
And headed somewhere that the water is clear.
And the air, don‘t make me gag.
Industry- it makes me sick and well.
Before we think ourselves blameless,
let's call a spade a spade.
It always takes two to the tango, my friend,
and we are half - half of this beautiful day.
let's call a spade a spade.
It always takes two to the tango, my friend,
and we are half - half of this beautiful day.
Mankind is sold out too cheaply for their cars
and their color TV's
But I guess the price doesn 't matter too much.
when you're drug-crazed,
you're easy to please.
when you're drug-crazed,
you're easy to please.
praise industry
of the people,by the people,for the people.
And yea though we walk through the valley of the shadows,let us fear no evil
or industry.
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