Leatherface - Dead Industrial Atmosphere lyrics

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There's dark satanic mills and there's green and pleasant hills<br />

Could be riding through Lancashire with all it's<br />

Witchcraft dead industrial air<br />

You can hear a melancholy desert song<br />

And smell George Orwell as a funeral goes on<br />

There's plenty with a license to prostitute<br />

And room to develop the ultimate building<br />

The air in here is dead industrial and so austere<br />

The air round here smells of religion and Vauxies beer<br />

We are this world we watch the sands drain from our hands<br />

We're naive but happy or so it seems<br />

We've all seen the big red bus faces gazing expressionless<br />

The breakfast joint to kill the beast helps sow the<br />

Seed for all manner of dangerous things<br />

Here it goes again as melancholy as the last one<br />

And when you feel as dogmatic as the next<br />

It's time to read into what it is that you do<br />

The air in here is dead industrial and so austere<br />

The air round here smells of religion and Sunday dinner<br />

We are this world we watch the sands drain from our hands<br />

This is our world we are the waters that we learned to work<br />

You can hear a melancholy desert song<br />

And smell George Orwell as the funeral goes on<br />

There's plenty with a license to prostitute<br />

And room to develop the ultimate building<br />

The air in here is dead industrial and so austere<br />

The air round here smells of religion and Vauxies beer<br />

We are this world the sand drains from our very hands<br />

We're naive but happy or so it seems<br />

The air in here is dead industrial and so austere<br />

The atmosphere smells of religion and Vauxies beer<br />

This is our world we are the waters<br />

That learned to work you smell the others