Sweatshop Fire

I'm gonna burn
Like a sweatshop fire
I'm climbing up into the rafters
I'm gonna clip that angels wire
I'm gonna lock the factory doors
And let 'em sweep the ashes away
If you was holding out for the union to save
Well, I guess you just turned up on a bad day
'Cause this time I 'm gonna burn like a sweatshop fire

And I'm getting drunk
Like Ulysses S. Grant
I'm going down to Antietam
With a quart of bourbon in my hand
I'm gonna kick the shit out of Vicksburg
Strip the silver from that dime
You better hope that the Confederacy comes to its senses
Before I start drinking 'cause this time
I'm gonna get fucked up like Ulysses S. Grant

I'm caving in
Like a Pittsburgh mine
Just as black as a Tuesday in 1929
Wellm don't you know I'm gonna shake it
Like I'm from Memphis, TN
And when the timbres start to rattle and the walls come down
Ain't no Tupelo midnight got nothing on me
This time I'm caving in like a Pittsburgh mine

And just as sure as Jack Ruby's gonna set things right
Well there's always daybreak at the edge of night
And this time I'm gonna burn like a sweatshop fire
Hey

I'm blowing in
The last blizzard of the year
I'm giving up on the church
Like I was never even here
I'm gonna sink down in the springtime
And burn out the roots like a frost
I'm gonna leave the county at the mercy of the salt trucks
This heart is as black as any union boss
I'm gonna sink down like a frost
I'm gonna burn out the roots

And just as sure as Jack Ruby's gonna set things right
There's always daybreak at the edge of night
And this time I'm gonna burn like a sweatshop fire

I'm gonna burn like a sweatshop fire
I'm gonna burn like a sweatshop fire
I'm gonna burn like a sweatshop fire
I'm gonna burn like a sweatshop fire
I'm gonna burn like a sweatshop fire
I'm gonna burn like a sweatshop fire
I'm gonna burn like a sweatshop fire
Yodel eee ooo



Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Eller
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