Lyrics to Silvertown Blues
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On Silvertown Blues the cranes stand high
Quiet and gray against the still of the skyThey won't quit and lay down though the action has died
They watch the new game in town on the Blackwall sideFrom the poisonous drains a vision appears
A new circle of cranes, a new reason to be hereA big silver dome rising up into the dawn
Above the church and the homes where all the silver is goneIf I'd a bucket of gold, what would I do
I'd leave the story untold Silvertown BluesGoing down in Silvertown
Down in Silvertown
Going down in Silvertown
Down in Silvertown
A silver dawn steals over the docks
A truck with no wheels up on the cinderblocksMen with no dreams around a fire in a drum
Scrap metal schemes rusted over and doneIf I'd a bucket of gold, what would I do
I'd leave the story untold Silvertown BluesAnd I'm going down in
Down in Silvertown
Going down in Silvertown
Down in SilvertownWhen you're standing on thin and dangerous ice
You can knock and walk in for citizens' adviceThey'll tell you where you can turn, where you can go
There's nothing they can tell me I don't already knowIf I'd a bucket of gold, what would I do
I'd leave the story untold Silvertown Blues
And I'm going down in
Down in Silvertown
Going down in Silvertown
Down in SilvertownFrom the Caning Town train I see a billboard high
There's a big silver plane rising up into the skyAnd I can make out the words 'seven flights every day'
Says six of those birds are bound for J. F. KIf I'd a bucket of gold, what would I do
I'd leave the story untold Silvertown BluesAnd I'm going down in
Down in Silvertown
Going down in Silvertown
Down in Silvertown
Quiet and gray against the still of the skyThey won't quit and lay down though the action has died
They watch the new game in town on the Blackwall sideFrom the poisonous drains a vision appears
A new circle of cranes, a new reason to be hereA big silver dome rising up into the dawn
Above the church and the homes where all the silver is goneIf I'd a bucket of gold, what would I do
I'd leave the story untold Silvertown BluesGoing down in Silvertown
Down in Silvertown
Going down in Silvertown
Down in Silvertown
A silver dawn steals over the docks
A truck with no wheels up on the cinderblocksMen with no dreams around a fire in a drum
Scrap metal schemes rusted over and doneIf I'd a bucket of gold, what would I do
I'd leave the story untold Silvertown BluesAnd I'm going down in
Down in Silvertown
Going down in Silvertown
Down in SilvertownWhen you're standing on thin and dangerous ice
You can knock and walk in for citizens' adviceThey'll tell you where you can turn, where you can go
There's nothing they can tell me I don't already knowIf I'd a bucket of gold, what would I do
I'd leave the story untold Silvertown Blues
And I'm going down in
Down in Silvertown
Going down in Silvertown
Down in SilvertownFrom the Caning Town train I see a billboard high
There's a big silver plane rising up into the skyAnd I can make out the words 'seven flights every day'
Says six of those birds are bound for J. F. KIf I'd a bucket of gold, what would I do
I'd leave the story untold Silvertown BluesAnd I'm going down in
Down in Silvertown
Going down in Silvertown
Down in Silvertown