Lyrics:

Single file in the work line

You need a card to die in my mine

Life ain't so bad working underground

Better than dodging bullets and army rounds

Shut your mouth

Don't complain

If you want to see your family again

Cause I can't explain

All these accidents in your work camps



All we're doing

Is pissing on a fuse that's burning

All we're doing

Is pissing on a fuse that's burning

That's burning



Politics goes in and out of fashion

Like mood rings and new religions

Tight lipped on the news wire

While the noose around your neck gets pulled tighter and tighter



All we're doing

Is pissing on a fuse that's burning

All we're doing

Is pissing on a fuse that's burning

That's burning

That's burning