From the recording Coppertown Blues

<p>As a child in the &lsquo;60s, I grew up in the industrial town of Port Kembla, NSW. I went to school underneath the stack (school and stack are both gone now), and my father worked at the E,R &amp; S - nicknamed by locals as &lsquo;Eat, Rest &amp; Sleep&rsquo;. My friend (and fellow PK brother) Manfred Rentz suggested writing a song describing life in the industrial town. It wasn&rsquo;t always pretty.</p>

Lyrics

<p style="text-align: left;" align="CENTER"><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Copper Town Blues</span> (Michael Fix, Mark Cryle)</span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>V1) There&rsquo;s a hole in the ground where the chimney stood</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>and a phantom in the sky</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>There are tales that are lost in the rubble and dust</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>That'd make a grown man cry</span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>Of bottom lines and dollar signs</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>that no one could refuse</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>While the stacks all burned - the big wheels turned</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>Coppertown Blues</span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>V2) See my dad he was a copper man</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>And a company man I guess</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>doing 9 to 5 keeping us alive</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>In the pay of the ER&amp;S</span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>when the sky came down in the high school ground</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>a siren told the news</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>just one street back, in the shadow of the stack</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>coppertown blues</span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>Eat rest sleep, as the holy smoke came down.</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>Deals done cheap, still buried in the ground</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>&amp; when the wind blew west, feel a burning in your chest</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>and coal dust on your shoes</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>Coppertown Blues</span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>V3) I went north when the town went south</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>and some just hung around</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>living with the whores and ghosts on Wentworth Street</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>That haunt the copper town</span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>When the big stack fell that I knew so well</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>I saw it on the news</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>some had tears for the company years</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>Coppertown blues</span></span></span></p>
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<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>Eat rest sleep, as the sulpher rain came down.</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>Deals done cheap, who knows what's in the ground</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>the Oleander thrives where nothing survives</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>there's coal dust on the roofs</span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: LucidaGrande;"><span>Coppertown blues</span></span></span></p>