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There's a hole in the ground and it's 6 foot deep The earth is black and the walls are steep And the whistle keeps blowin' on the Sheffield train Breath like thunder, Cry like rain I wish I had the money to make one last call They wrote your number by the clock on the wall Well they don't make a sound But the wheels go round in the night >Hole in the ground Sledgehammer pounds out the light! Raise my voice above the noise and Tear my throat like sheets of paper If the earth should open up Is there really any wonder? Do you really care anymore Johnny? I don't know if I do dah I woke up this mornin' to the sound of steel There's a black van crawling up an empty street And sweat is dripping in a tunnel so dark With furrowed brow and blistered feet There's a wheel off my wagon and a tolling bell Axle dragging on the road to hell Been this way for so long now I don't think I'll ever shake it I can feel what little power Gettin' less by every hour I stood up above this town And watched the rain come pouring down From Letras Mania