Texty: Fall. Industrial Estate.

Get off the Ind. Est.
Get off the Ind. Est.
Yeah, Yeah, Industrial Estate
Yeah, Yeah, Industrial Estate
Yeah, Yeah, Industrial Estate
Well you started here to earn your pay
Three dead colleagues on your first day
You talked to each other when you walked out the gate
And we'd build a canteen but we haven't got much space
Yeah, Yeah, Industrial Estate
And the crap in the air will fuck up your face

Yeah, Yeah, Industrial Estate
[...] mostly unwaged
And if you get a bit of depression
Ask the doctor for some valium
Yeah, Yeah, Industrial Estate
Yeah, Yeah, Industrial Estate
Yeah, Yeah, Industrial Estate