There's a hole in the ground and it's 6 foot deep

The earth is black and the walls are steep

And the whistle keeps blowin' on the Sheffield train Breath like thunder, Cry like rain

I wish I had the money to make one last call

They wrote your number by the clock on the wall Well they don't make a sound

But the wheels go round in the night >Hole in the ground

Sledgehammer pounds out the light!

Raise my voice above the noise and

Tear my throat like sheets of paper

If the earth should open up

Is there really any wonder?

Do you really care anymore Johnny?

I don't know if I do dah

I woke up this mornin' to the sound of steel

There's a black van crawling up an empty street

And sweat is dripping in a tunnel so dark

With furrowed brow and blistered feet

there's a wheel off my wagon and a tolling bell

Axle dragging on the road to hell

>Been this way for so long now

I don't think I'll ever shake it

I can feel what little power

Gettin' less by every hour

I stood up above this town

and watched the rain come pouring down