The Chemical Worker's Song (Process Man)

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 telling you no lie

I work and breathe among the fumes that tread 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 spitters and I breathe the oily smoke

I've shoveled up the gypsum and it neigh on makes you choke

I've stood knee-deep in cyanide, got sick with a caustic burn

Been working 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 knocking 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

Well a process man am I and I'm telling you no lie

I work and breathe among the fumes that tread 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

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