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I’m down here driving nails all day, breaking my back for pay.
Old John Henry’s turning in his grave ‘cause that steam drill won anyway. Now I’ve got me a Polly-Ann,
I’ve got my walking boss,
but ain’t nobody gonna sing no song when I break my damn fool heart.
My grand-daddy fought in the western front where black skies burned the blue.
Lighting up Jerry from the tail gun of a Boeing 52. But when FDR let Dresden burn
it broke my granddad’s heart.
Now it’s just a little more blood and your last dollar or the whole world falls apart.
Well there’s wolves out on the prowl, there’s a fox in the henhouse now.
Board your windows and lock your doors, They’re gonna burn this whole world down.
How low can they go?
How many more dead sons?
Well they kiss their cheeks and shake their hands and send ‘em off with a gun.
I’m down here driving nails all day,
working for a brighter day.
Wondering when the war’s coming home
and just who’s gonna pay.
It ain’t you getting shot to hell,
staring up at some drone.
Or your little sister crying out alone
in the dark desert cold.
While we were sleeping they built a beast
out of fire, gears, and skin.
Now they build the bombs where they built the cars in Warren, Michigan.