Ballad About Bhopal Songtext
von Dog Faced Hermans

I don′t know what hangs round there
Now the air is once more air
Death leaves no stain
Only on the memory


Everything is as it was
All in the grip of the heat
Water comes slow from the pump
Man with his last cigarette
Watches the last of the day
Children dig holes in the ground
Wait for the siren to blow
Deep in the Union Carbide
Workers break off from the shift
Cluster the bicycles out
Punch through the clock at the gate
Home and it's home for the night
Town that exists on its knees
Never woke up to the day
Gas from the Union Carbide
Poisoned the people in sleep
And for the children unborn
Still they are dying today
When will the company pay
Seems like no never no not
Buried the case in the court
Everything is as it was
All in the grip of the heat
Water comes slow from the pump
Man with his last cigarette