Lyrics
who ll strike the flint upon the stone and tell me why
My gut is wrenched out, in the end the rain comes down
I can t speak my sentence, it is crunched up and broken
Who s gonna save me, there ll be food on the table tonight
My gut is wrenched out, there ll be food on the table tonight, there ll be food on the table tonight
And the company takes what the company wants, still waiting for medicine Oil, in the end the rain comes down
who s gonna save me
And if walk up and down on the blue sky mine, the candy store paupers lie to the shareholders
in the end the rain comes down
the balance sheet is breaking up the sky
The balance sheet is breaking up the sky, if the sugar refining company won t save me Blue, in the end the rain comes down
There ll be pay in your pocket tonight, who s gonna save me, there ll be pay in your pocket tonight
I can t speak my sentence, and some have sailed from a distant shore Sky, if the sugar refining company won t save me
there ll be pay in your pocket tonight
But if i work all day on the blue sky mine, if i yell out at night there s a reply of blue silence Blue, there ll be food on the table tonight
There ll be food on the table tonight, still waiting for medicine Blue, who s gonna save me
who s gonna save me
washes clean the streets of the blue sky town
Still i walk up and down on the blue sky mine, there ll be pay in your pocket tonight
In the end the rain comes down, the balance sheet is breaking up the sky
there ll be pay in your pocket tonight
Who s gonna save me, they blew the lights at heaven s gate and i don t know why
Washes clean the streets of the blue sky town, still i walk up and down on the blue sky mine, and if walk up and down on the blue sky mine
and some have sailed from a distant shore
Who ll strike the flint upon the stone and tell me why, i can t speak my sentence Midnight, who ll strike the flint upon the stone and tell me why
There ll be food on the table tonight, they blew the lights at heaven s gate and i don t know why
I pray that sense and reason brings us in, washes clean the streets of the blue sky town, who s gonna save me
If i yell out at night there s a reply of blue silence, who s gonna save me
There ll be pay in your pocket tonight, still waiting for medicine
and nothing s as precious as a hole in the ground
Who ll strike the flint upon the stone and tell me why, there ll be food on the table tonight, in the end the rain comes down
hope the crumbs in my pocket can keep me for another night
In the end the rain comes down, in the end the rain comes down, i can t speak my sentence
still i walk up and down on the blue sky mine
Who s gonna save me, i pray that sense and reason brings us in, it is crunched up and broken
They pay the truth makers, who s gonna save me, we got nothing to fear
Who s gonna save me, they blew the lights at heaven s gate and i don t know why
In the end the rain comes down, they blew the lights at heaven s gate and i don t know why
Who s gonna save me, my gut is wrenched out
But if i work all day on the blue sky mine, and some have sailed from a distant shore, if i yell out at night there s a reply of blue silence
Still waiting for medicine, they pay the truth makers Blue, hope the crumbs in my pocket can keep me for another night
Who s gonna save me, if i yell out at night there s a reply of blue silence Sky, there ll be food on the table tonight
if the sugar refining company won t save me
there ll be food on the table tonight
who s gonna save me
they blew the lights at heaven s gate and i don t know why
Who ll strike the flint upon the stone and tell me why, they pay the truth makers, my gut is wrenched out
Who s gonna save me, who s gonna save me
And the company takes what the company wants, there ll be food on the table tonight, who s gonna save me
Who ll strike the flint upon the stone and tell me why, if the sugar refining company won t save me Oil, who s gonna save me
and some have sailed from a distant shore
And the company takes what the company wants, and the company takes what the company wants, the sweat of my brow keeps on feeding the engine
and some have sailed from a distant shore
If the sugar refining company won t save me, i can t speak my sentence