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    Hey everybody - can't you hear me call?
    I'm standing in a the street inside a fireball
    Tomorrow's in the future - death is in the cradle
    We're all day dreaming at the breakfast table

    Down Main Street with the dust in my lungs
    The blisters on my shoulder - the end has just begun
    I'm swimming in the heat when the rads his my tongue
    The remnants of my children are having too much fun

    Inside a fireball
    Inside a fireball

    There's a big copper digger in the middle of town
    The birds are on his head - the rags are hanging down
    The grip on the grenade in his broken hand
    As loose as the union's on the hot red sand

    Inside a fireball
    Inside a fireball

    "We will not die and it is no crime
    Ya take the whole world upon ya shoulder
    For the very last time"

    Well I blasted my way through the barrier range
    I ripped up the ground but nothing has changed
    Bromide, sulphide, oxide, slag
    We're cleaning out the can with an oily rag

    I'll live on the dole or I'll die in the dust
    If they turn up the shift then strike we must
    The company's here but the money's all gone
    But I'm still digging, I'm still strong!

    Inside a fireball
    Inside a fireball

    Hey everybody, can't ya hear me call?
    I'm standing in the street inside a fireball
    Tomorrow's in the future - death is in the cradle
    You're all chin waggin' around the conference table

    Inside a fireball
    Inside a fireball

    We, we will not die
    And it is, it is no crime
    You take the whole world upon your shoulders
    For the very last, for the very last time
    Ooh

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