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Industrial Disease, by the Dire Straits…
Warning lights are flashing down at Quality
Control
somebody threw a spanner and they threw him in the hole…
there's rumors in the loading bay and anger in the town
somebody blew the whistle and the walls came down…
somebody threw a spanner and they threw him in the hole…
there's rumors in the loading bay and anger in the town
somebody blew the whistle and the walls came down…
there's a meeting in the boardroom they're trying to trace the smell
there's leaking in the washroom there's a sneak in personnel,
somewhere in the corridors someone was heard to sneeze
'goodness me could this be Industrial Disease?
there's leaking in the washroom there's a sneak in personnel,
somewhere in the corridors someone was heard to sneeze
'goodness me could this be Industrial Disease?