Текст песни
Written by Clarke / Bell
Call it new technology and they use it
to burn and they show no concern
Work for their prosperity
while the big wheels turn,
now it's too late to learn
Don't upset the teacher
Though we know he lied to you
Don't upset the preacher
He's gonna close his eyes for you
And it's a shame
That you're so afraid
Just a worker waiting in the pouring rain
Putting back the pieces of a broken dream
Putting back the pieces of a broken dream
Father worked in industry,
now the work has moved on and the factory's gone
See them sell your history
where once you were strong and you used to belong
There was once a future
For a working man
There was once a lifetime
For a skillful hand
Yesterday
And it's a shame
That you're so afraid
Just a worker waiting in the pouring rain
Putting back the pieces of a broken dream
Putting back the pieces of a broken dream
Don't upset the teacher
Though we know he lied to you
Don't upset the preacher
He's gonna close his eyes for you
And it's a shame
That you're so afraid
Just a worker waiting in the pouring rain
Putting back the pieces of a broken dream
Putting back the pieces of a broken dream
Tempers fray so easily in desperate despair,
is there anyone who cares?
Just another tragedy,
just a personal affair in a room somewhere
There was once a future
For a working man
There was once a lifetime
For a skillful hand
Yesterday
And it's a shame
That you're so afraid
Just a worker waiting in the pouring rain
Putting back the pieces of a broken dream
Putting back the pieces of a broken dream
(broken dream)
Putting back the pieces of a broken dream
Of a broken, of a broken dream
Putting back the pieces of a broken dream
(broken dream)
Putting back the pieces of a broken dream
