Oh Industry
I am the captain
And this is my shrine
Lord of the manor
See what I leave behind
River in flames, cities on fire
Yes, I'm a relic trapped in the wire
Hydrogen fuel
It burns so clean
Throbs in the veins; a mother lovin' machine
She is my wife
Her mechanical heart
Constantly serving 'til death do us part
Now a glorious war draws to a close
The yellow winds blow
And I have to know
Oh industry, whatever will become of me?
Soon the cruel rains will start
Is it true we must part company?
Oh industry, whatever will become of me?
What have I ever done?
Where did I go wrong?
Joined at the hip; pain, hunger and I
Leave our gift to the world 'neath the phosphorous sky
A labor of love is the truest of all
But will I be forsaken after the fall?
Now a glorious war draws to a close
The yellow winds blow
And I have to know
Oh industry, whatever will become of me?
Nothing after the flood, but the fire and the mud's prophecy
Oh industry, whatever will become of me?
Of me?
Industry, charity, faith, hope
Industry, charity, faith, hope
Industry, charity, faith, hope
Industry, charity, faith, hope
Industry, charity, faith, hope
And this is my shrine
Lord of the manor
See what I leave behind
River in flames, cities on fire
Yes, I'm a relic trapped in the wire
Hydrogen fuel
It burns so clean
Throbs in the veins; a mother lovin' machine
She is my wife
Her mechanical heart
Constantly serving 'til death do us part
Now a glorious war draws to a close
The yellow winds blow
And I have to know
Oh industry, whatever will become of me?
Soon the cruel rains will start
Is it true we must part company?
Oh industry, whatever will become of me?
What have I ever done?
Where did I go wrong?
Joined at the hip; pain, hunger and I
Leave our gift to the world 'neath the phosphorous sky
A labor of love is the truest of all
But will I be forsaken after the fall?
Now a glorious war draws to a close
The yellow winds blow
And I have to know
Oh industry, whatever will become of me?
Nothing after the flood, but the fire and the mud's prophecy
Oh industry, whatever will become of me?
Of me?
Industry, charity, faith, hope
Industry, charity, faith, hope
Industry, charity, faith, hope
Industry, charity, faith, hope
Industry, charity, faith, hope
Credits
Writer(s): Wendy Waldman, Bette Midler
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