Lyrics:
men
In the colliery
In the colliery
Glass in the gardens
Gas in the greenhouse
Wire in the brook
And there's no books
In the library
In the library
In
the rain
Nobody wants to buy a counterfeited prairie lullaby in a colliery town
The hip flask and fumbled skein of some stage door Josephine is all he'll
the mercantile
Collieries, tanneries
Incorporations, amalgamations, banks
You see Michael, tuppence, patiently, cautiously trustingly invested
In the, to be
The mercantile
Collieries! Tanneries
Incorporations! Amalgamations! Banks
You see Michael, tuppence, patiently, cautiously trustingly invested
In the, to be
With the colliery band in front
Some said we'd been defeated
But it felt as if we'd won
All on account of the cheering
The music and the crowd
Back
& drones
Disassembly line of skin & bone
Collieries not beaches
lie beneath the paving stones
When chattel black turned to white
Rigid binding chains
It was a sad day at the Ebbw Vale Colliery in the Rhymney valley on Friday
When the pits finally closed after bring in operation for 60 years
This
can't escape
Colliery deposit, slog invented city spectrum
We kowtow to the chimeras and
Cannot resist the venom
I'll saunter with lover muse
Until I
messin' around
I've been crawlin' down number 2 Colliery
for thirteen years now in July
I catch my first breath in the evening
and I get home before
the land that lies before me now
A spider’s web of towns and cities
Motorways and roads and bridges
The legacy of collieries and mills
But up here in
Hideous fields, Black Country in sight
Gaze upon chalk trenches, awaiting the command
Windswept, desolate colliery dark wasteland
Orders confirmed,
of September ‘93
The miners did assemble at cckton colliery
They asked the man in charge, known as Holiday
How he could hire scab workers whilst in dispute
sing to the end
Great songs and daughters of colliery men
So let the drummer boy go
And let the floodlights glow
I'll see you down on Mold Road
So I
Notting Hil to Tyneside Mela
Marching ghosts of colliery bands
Farmers markets, high-tech sweatshops
Such a 'green and pleasant land'
In an english country
to believe
Curled up, trembling at the hearth
Absent without leave
Singing Onward Christian Soldiers
With the Colliery brass band
We buried those recovered
The mercantile
Collieries! Tanneries
Incorporations! Amalgamations! Banks
You see Michael, tuppence, patiently, cautiously trustingly invested
In the, to be
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