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