John Campbelljohn - Sydney Steel
They beat'er 'til she's red & and pound her 'til she's blue
And did that 'til the sun came up like nothing else to do
They rolled'er up and strapped'er tight and shipped her out the door
And hoped tomorrow she's a bridge or maybe something more
The sparks are thick as fireflies, the molten metal glows
She'll find a way to kiss you buddy, burnin' through your clothes
You love the work, you hate the work, your back against the wheel
But I never dreamed they'd lock that gate, down at Sydney Steel
I never thought I'd get into a fuckin' song about workin' in a steel plant as much as I enjoy this track. I actually really enjoy the lyrics.