Fifteen long years in the strip mill at Ravenscraig
Twenty-five more in the bowels of the earth
Digging for fuel to fire the bosses
Who turn around and tell us that we've no more work
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Close it down, shut it, not enough profit
Padlock the gates, aye, and send the men home
No sir, not viable, we've become liable
For the working class people whose work is all gone
Long days in the shipyards, quietly waiting
Redundancy notice in holiday pay
Privatized power for fortunate people
With shares in the marketplace ready to trade
(Chorus)
Fat cats are sharing the cream of the booty
While people lie shivering in boxes of card
No jobs today, come back tomorrow
We'll tell you the same thing, it isn't so hard
Lay off the workers, the fathers, the sons
People who spent their lives under the ground
Earning a wage for a family to keep all their
Heads above water, 'til the next work is found
(Chorus)
Twenty-five more in the bowels of the earth
Digging for fuel to fire the bosses
Who turn around and tell us that we've no more work
(Chorus)
Close it down, shut it, not enough profit
Padlock the gates, aye, and send the men home
No sir, not viable, we've become liable
For the working class people whose work is all gone
Long days in the shipyards, quietly waiting
Redundancy notice in holiday pay
Privatized power for fortunate people
With shares in the marketplace ready to trade
(Chorus)
Fat cats are sharing the cream of the booty
While people lie shivering in boxes of card
No jobs today, come back tomorrow
We'll tell you the same thing, it isn't so hard
Lay off the workers, the fathers, the sons
People who spent their lives under the ground
Earning a wage for a family to keep all their
Heads above water, 'til the next work is found
(Chorus)