| Song | The Chemical Worker's Song (Process Man) |
| Artist | Great Big Sea |
| Album | Up |
| 作词 : Angel | |
| Written by | |
| Ron AngelC | |
| HORUS:And its go boys go | |
| They'll time your every breath | |
| And every day in this place your two days near to death | |
| But you go... | |
| Well a process man am | |
| I and I'm tellin' you no lie | |
| I work and breathe among the fumes that tread across the sky | |
| There's thunder all around me and there's poison in the air | |
| There's a lousy smell that smacks of hell and dust all in me hair | |
| CHORUSWell | |
| I've worked among the spitters and | |
| I breathe the oily smoke | |
| I've shovelled up the gypsum and it neigh 'on makes you choke | |
| I've stood knee deep cyanide, got sick with a caustic burn | |
| Been working rough, | |
| I've seen enough, to make your stomach turn | |
| CHORUSThere's overtime and bonus opportunities galore | |
| The young men like their money and they all come back for more | |
| But soon your knocking on and you look older than you should | |
| For every bob made on the job, you pay with flesh and blood | |
| CHORUSWell a process man am | |
| I and I'm telling you no lie | |
| I work and breathe among the fumes that tread across the sky | |
| There's thunder all around me and there's poison in the air | |
| There's a lousy smell that smacks of hell and dust all in me hair | |
| CHORUS x 2 |
| zuò cí : Angel | |
| Written by | |
| Ron AngelC | |
| HORUS: And its go boys go | |
| They' ll time your every breath | |
| And every day in this place your two days near to death | |
| But you go... | |
| Well a process man am | |
| I and I' m tellin' you no lie | |
| I work and breathe among the fumes that tread across the sky | |
| There' s thunder all around me and there' s poison in the air | |
| There' s a lousy smell that smacks of hell and dust all in me hair | |
| CHORUSWell | |
| I' ve worked among the spitters and | |
| I breathe the oily smoke | |
| I' ve shovelled up the gypsum and it neigh ' on makes you choke | |
| I' ve stood knee deep cyanide, got sick with a caustic burn | |
| Been working rough, | |
| I' ve seen enough, to make your stomach turn | |
| CHORUSThere' s overtime and bonus opportunities galore | |
| The young men like their money and they all come back for more | |
| But soon your knocking on and you look older than you should | |
| For every bob made on the job, you pay with flesh and blood | |
| CHORUSWell a process man am | |
| I and I' m telling you no lie | |
| I work and breathe among the fumes that tread across the sky | |
| There' s thunder all around me and there' s poison in the air | |
| There' s a lousy smell that smacks of hell and dust all in me hair | |
| CHORUS x 2 |