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And its go boys go
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They'll time your every breath
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And every day in this place your two days near to death
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But you go
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Well a process man am I and I'm tellin' you no lie
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I work and breathe among the fumes that tread across the sky
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There's thunder all around me and there's poison in the air
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There's a lousy smell that smacks of hell and dust all in me hair
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[Chorus]
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Well I've worked among the spitters and I breathe the oily smoke
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I've shovelled up the gypsum and it neigh 'on makes you choke
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I've stood knee deep cyanide, got sick with a caustic burn
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Been working rough, I've seen enough, to make your stomach turn
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[Chorus]
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There's overtime and bonus opportunities galore
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The young men like their money and they all come back for more
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But soon your knocking on and you look older than you should
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For every bob made on the job, you pay with flesh and blood
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[Chorus]
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Well a process man am I and I'm telling you no lie
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I work and breathe among the fumes that tread across the sky
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There's thunder all around me and there's poison in the air
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There's a lousy smell that smacks of hell and dust all in me hair
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[Chorus 2x]
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The Chemical Worker's Song (Process Man)
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Great Big Sea |