
Date of issue: 10.06.2013
Song language: English
Blue Sky Mine |
Hey, hey, hey, hey |
(There'll be food on the table tonight) |
Hey, hey, hey |
(There'll be pay in your pocket tonight) |
My gut is wrenched out, it is crunched up and broken |
My life that is lived is no more than a token |
Who’ll strike the flint upon the stone and tell me why? |
If I yell out at night there’s a reply of blue silence |
The screen is no comfort, I can’t speak my sentence |
They blew the lights at heaven’s gate and I don’t know why |
But if I work all day on the blue sky mine |
(There'll be food on the table tonight) |
Still I walk up and down on the blue sky mine |
(There'll be pay in your pocket tonight) |
The candy store paupers lie to the shareholders |
They’re crossing their fingers, they pay the truth makers |
The balance sheet is breaking up the sky |
So I’m caught at the junction, still waiting for medicine |
The sweat of my brow keeps on feeding the engine |
Hope the crumbs in my pocket can keep me for another night |
And if the blue sky mining company won’t come to my rescue |
If the sugar refining company won’t save me |
Who’s gonna save me? |
Who’s gonna save me? |
Who’s gonna save me? |
But if I work all day on the blue sky mine |
(There'll be food on the table tonight) |
And if walk up and down on the blue sky mine |
(There'll be pay in your pocket tonight) |
And some have sailed from a distant shore |
(And the company takes what the company wants) |
And nothing’s as precious as a hole in the ground |
Who’s gonna save me? |
Who’s gonna save me? |
I pray that sense and reason brings us in |
Who’s gonna save me? |
Who’s gonna save me? |
We got nothing to fear |
In the end the rain comes down |
In the end the rain comes down |
Washes clean the streets of the blue sky town |