[Spoken]
An Exxon oil tanker [bad word] faced tough questioning at [bad word] s annual)
From Geelong (payouts to workers affected by asbestos)

Hey, hey, hey, hey
(There'll be food on the table tonight)
Hey, hey, hey
(There'll be pay in your pocket tonight)

My gut is wrenched out, it is [bad word] up and broken
My life that is lived is no more than a token
Who'll strike the flint upon the stone and tell me why?

If I yell out at night there's a reply of blue silence
The screen is [bad word]  I can't speak my sentence
They blew the lights at heaven's gate and I don't know why

But if I work all day on the blue sky mine
(There'll be food on the table tonight)
Still I walk up and down on the blue sky mine
(There'll be pay in your pocket tonight)

The candy store paupers lie to the shareholders
They're crossing their fingers, they pay the [bad word] makers
The balance sheet is breaking up the sky

So I'm caught at the junction, still waiting for medicine
The sweat of my brow keeps on feeding the engine
Hope the [bad word] in my pocket can keep me for another night

And if the blue sky [bad word] won [bad word] to my rescue
If the sugar [bad word] won't save me
Who's gonna save me?
Who's gonna save me?
Who's gonna save me?

But if I work all day on the blue sky mine
(There'll be food on the table tonight)
And if walk up and down on the blue sky mine
(There'll be pay in your pocket tonight)
And some have sailed from a distant shore
(And [bad word] takes what [bad word] wants)
And nothing's as precious as a hole in the ground

Who's gonna save me?
Who's gonna save me?
I pray that sense and reason brings us in
Who's gonna save me?
Who's gonna save me?
We got nothing to fear

In the end the [bad word] down
In the end the [bad word] down
Washes clean the streets of the blue sky town