Call it new technology
And they show no concern
And they use it to burn
Work for their prosperity
While the big wheels turn
Now it's too late to learn
Don't upset the teacher
Though we know he lied to you
Gonna close his eyes for you
Don't upset the preacher
And it's a shame
Just a worker waiting
That you're so afraid
In the pouring rain
Of a broken dream
Putting back the pieces Now the work has moved on
And the factories gone
Father worked in industry
Where once you were strong
See them sell your history
And you used to belong
There was once a future
For a working man
For a skillful hand
There was once a lifetime
Yesterday
Don't upset the teacher
Though we know he lied to you
Don't upset the preacher
And it's a shame
Gonna close his eyes for you
Just a worker waiting
That you're so afraid
In the pouring rain
Of a broken dream
Putting back the pieces
Tempers fray so easily In desperate despair
Just another tragedy
Is there anyone that cares
Just a personal affair
In a room somewhere
There was once a future
For a working man
There was once a lifetime
Yesterday
For a skillful hand
And it's a shame
Just a worker waiting
That you're so afraid
In the pouring rain
Of a broken dreamPutting back the pieces.
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