United Steelworkers of Montreal "Shot Tower"

schmawysays...

You see, when any liquid drips it starts first with a little tadpole tale as it leaves the container that held it. Then after a short while the surface tension of the drip equalizes and for just an instant it becomes a perfect sphere before its continued acceleration causes it to regain its tail from air resistance. In a shot tower, a bath of oil or water is placed at exactly the right point to cool the drip when it becomes a perfect sphere.

And that's why he's carrying molten lead. What an awesome thing to write a song about.

calvadossays...

Google-fu suggests there are no lyrics for this puppy on the intertubes. This is what I've cobbled together so far. It'd be cool if you lot (i.e., my adoring public) weighed in with your own comments as to what certain words or phrases might be, since as you'll see there's plenty of holes left when the song goes fast:


I've been workin' on a watchtower
Been haulin' up that molten lead
[Blue] fingernails 'n bleedin' gums for me

I've lost my hair and I've lost it all
Watchin' those lead drops fall
No bigger paycheques and some ... you see

Twelve toxic years in this bump and grind
The seventy-five feet I leave behind
Cursin' dreams and lead and ... and ...

If it wasn't me, it'd be my son
If it wasn't him, it'd be someone
His life wouldn't be any brighter than mine

Been working on a shot tower
Been haulin' up that molten lead
...

[breakdown!]

Twelve years ... from Griffintown
... me all around
... put me down

Tried to talk...

Seventy-five plus...
...
... bring me down

Brother was a constable, he ... he was a priest

My sister was conscripted for

...

Been working on a watchtower
Been haulin' up that molten lead
It's blue fingernails and bleedin' gums for me

Let's dance with the angel of death on this earth
Let's dance ...
Let's dance ...
Let's drink to the boys that we all left behind
Let's raise another bucket of death up the vertical line

... heard a sound

... near the hot-dog stand

... clean up all that mess

No sovereignty or work for you this year

... rushin' home

Let's dance with the angel of death on this earth
Let's dance...
Let's dance...
Let's drink to the boys that we all left behind
Let's raise another bucket of death up the vertical line

Let's dance, let's dance, let's drink
Let's raise another bucket of death up the vertical line

... from Montreal, I've never seen those lead drops fall
But it's blue fingernails and bleedin' gums for me

calvadossays...

USWM have unfortunately disbanded, btw I suppose frontman Gern getting a new baby (literally) had a lot to do with it. Felicity, though, is the front lady for Filly And The Flops, who are very good rockabilly types

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