The I.C.I. Song

[Verse 1]
A process man am I and I'm telling you no lie
I work and breathe among the fumes that trail across the sky
There's thunder all around me and poison in the air
There's a lousy smell that smacks of hell and dust all in my hair

[Chorus]
And it's go, boy, go
They time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death, but you go

[Verse 2]
I've worked among the spinners, I breathe in the oily smoke
I've shoveled up the gypsum and it nigh on makes you choke
I've stood knee deep in cyanide, gone sick with a caustic burn
Been working rough and seen enough to make your stomach turn

[Chorus]
And it's go, boy, go
They time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death, but you go

[Verse 3]
There's overtime and bonus opportunities galore
The young lads like the money, aye, they all come back for more
Ah, but soon you're knocking on and look older than you should
For every bob made on this job, you pay with flesh and blood

[Chorus]
And it's go, boy, go
They time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death, but you go

[Verse 4]
A process man am I and I'm telling you no lie
I've worked and breathed among the fumes that trail across the sky
There's thunder all around me and poison in the air
There's a lousy smell that smacks of hell and dust all in my hair

[Chorus]
And it's go, boy, go
They time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death
But it's go, boy, go
They time your every breath
And every day you're in this place
You're two days nearer death, but you go