Iron in the ground

Survive the sufferings
From burning coal,
Of boiling blood,
Of a too rancid mine.

Hope my daughter'll escape from it,
Then, still and again,
I howl in these tunnels,
And scrape the black of the blankets.

In a period of recession,
One won't have a move back,
But would lose everything.
In this hole,
I am a drunk into dispersed solutions.

Coz' :

No more iron bowl's schools,
No more iron bowl's hospitals,
Nor iron bowl's money,
Only Iron in the ground.

No more iron bowl's schools,
No more iron bowl's hospitals,
Nor iron bowl's retirement,
Only Iron in the ground.

My creditors ensure,
ROIs,
From a market that lies,
Guess where their next food is.

In a period of recession,
One won't have a move back,
But would lose everything.
Find a living drive insane,
Die for a guarantee.

Coz' :

No more iron bowl's schools,
No more iron bowl's hospitals,
Nor iron bowl's money,
Only Iron in the ground.

And :

No more iron bowl's clothes,
No more iron bowl's habitat,
Nor iron bowl's internment camps ?
Only the ground.
The good of my ground.

Underground fire,
Burn the body of this country,
Spare the tree and its fruits,
You who burns my workaday.