Joe's got the Union Carbide Blues.
Diggin' ditches since '62.
West Paducah, City on the Glow.
Tiny fingers growing out of his elbows.
Down in Building C-4 double naught,
Sons of b****** thought they'd never get caught
Guzzlin' Golden Pond whiskey at work,
Beatin' them drums down into the dirt,
(And puttin') Somethin' in the Water,
Somethin' weird in the water,
Even in your daughter,
Somethin' in the cold well water.
(So while you're) sneaking gold out of hydrogen bombs,
Platin' pistolgrips and carrying on
Your boss is doing the exact same thing,
Sucking atoms out of your sewage drain.
And that dense fog of uranium dust
Can't hide those leaky buckets of rust.
The ugly truth will put you into the ground
So rise up and burn the pumphouse down!
A rare dabbling into political musings, my musical rant "Somethin' in the Water" describes the cover-up of environmental crimes at the Martin Marietta/Union Carbide plant in Paducah KY. (Aren't I so very "green"?)
One long-time employee of this nuclear facility infamously started sprouting baby fingers from his elbows while lying on his deathbed. (His wife chronicled his slow mutation and demise with a series of increasingly shocking Polaroids. Think: the movie Se7en)
When this story broke in the late 90s it was all over the local news. Every night there was a new jaw-dropping revelation on WPSD's Channel 6 newscast. Until one day when, all of a sudden, the story just went away.
So I thought I'd forever remind people of these sins by chronicling the events in song. Just know this, it really happened and if you doubt it, just look for the effects in the faces of Paducah's WalMart clientele. Then you'll believe me.
Diggin' ditches since '62.
West Paducah, City on the Glow.
Tiny fingers growing out of his elbows.
Down in Building C-4 double naught,
Sons of b****** thought they'd never get caught
Guzzlin' Golden Pond whiskey at work,
Beatin' them drums down into the dirt,
(And puttin') Somethin' in the Water,
Somethin' weird in the water,
Even in your daughter,
Somethin' in the cold well water.
(So while you're) sneaking gold out of hydrogen bombs,
Platin' pistolgrips and carrying on
Your boss is doing the exact same thing,
Sucking atoms out of your sewage drain.
And that dense fog of uranium dust
Can't hide those leaky buckets of rust.
The ugly truth will put you into the ground
So rise up and burn the pumphouse down!
A rare dabbling into political musings, my musical rant "Somethin' in the Water" describes the cover-up of environmental crimes at the Martin Marietta/Union Carbide plant in Paducah KY. (Aren't I so very "green"?)
One long-time employee of this nuclear facility infamously started sprouting baby fingers from his elbows while lying on his deathbed. (His wife chronicled his slow mutation and demise with a series of increasingly shocking Polaroids. Think: the movie Se7en)
When this story broke in the late 90s it was all over the local news. Every night there was a new jaw-dropping revelation on WPSD's Channel 6 newscast. Until one day when, all of a sudden, the story just went away.
So I thought I'd forever remind people of these sins by chronicling the events in song. Just know this, it really happened and if you doubt it, just look for the effects in the faces of Paducah's WalMart clientele. Then you'll believe me.