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So early in the morning |
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It's the same now every day |
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Sign your name and number |
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Cutting from the ball and chain |
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Never letting go when |
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The weight was so deceiving |
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Treading on a turning wheel |
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Machinery is screaming |
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Shoulder to the stone again |
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Praying for the evening |
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Hiding as the fist hits steel |
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Enough's enough |
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It's eye to eye |
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Enough's enough |
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We cry |
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Enough's enough |
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Of smoke and steel |
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Enough's enough |
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Of turning this wheel |
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Looking at his picture |
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Steel did turn the skin to bone |
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Father I remember |
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The hands that had to break the stone |
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Enough's enough |
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It's eye to eye |
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Enough's enough |
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We cry |
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Enough's enough |
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Of smoke and steel |
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Enough's enough |
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Of turning this wheel |