Construction Zone

Run, Run (Fence-building Song)

Take a hard steel bar and a shovel, too

Break that ground, you're a one-man crew

Smells like blood, bottom of that hole

Sweat down my back, I feel it in my soul.

Split the dusty bag, add the water slow

Wheelbarrow mix, shovel in that hole

Hold that post, watch the level, too

Bubble in that line, only thing that's true.

Run, run,

across the track

Sky is yellow

and the earth is black

Cold wind

hard steel

Got to find

where life is real.

Take a tape measure, a line you draw

Cut that board with a crosscut saw

Pound that nail, don't let it split

Squirts my eye like lumber spit.

Splinter in my palm, fingers are sore

Sawdust in hair, my pants I tore

Stupid fence, keeping us apart

Build us a gate, open up your heart.

Real life

you can't buy

Like a cool river

or a starry sky

Clear as the peal

of an old church bell

Tough as a dog

with a funky smell.

A/N: This is a song, but I don't have a recording you can link to. Not yet.