The Chemical Worker's Song

And it's go boys, go
They'll time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death
But you go

Well, a process man am I and I'm tellin' you no lie
I work and breathe among the fumes that trail across the sky
There's thunder all around me and there's poison in the air
There's a lousy smell that smacks of hell and dust all in me hair

And it's go boys, go
They'll time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death
But you go

Well, I've worked among the spinners, and I breathe the oily smoke
I've shovelled up the gypsum and it nigh on makes you choke
I've stood knee deep in cyanide, got sick with a caustic burn
Been workin' rough, I've seen enough to make your stomach turn

And it's go boys, go
They'll time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death
But you go

There's overtime and bonus opportunities galore
The young men like their money and they all come back for more
But soon you're knockin' on and you look older than you should
For every bob made on the job, you pay with flesh and blood

And it's go boys, go
They'll time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death
But you go

And it's go boys, go
They'll time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death
But you go