Schooldays Over

The auld fella’s auld fella left the tech after Ripening for sixteen summers. Camden-Wagon-Gravity landed a shovel and a pick at his lonely boots. ‘DIG’. he knew that Language. and by God did he dig. there is a dignity in breaking your back To Stuff A Ganger’s Pockets, And His Belly With Rich Porter. That aching rhythm of pick and shovel Made certain - he would never reach his height. sure look at him now, all stooped and bended A Tunneller’s Posture. There Is A Man! Breaking New Ground, Smashing Sediment and Poverty. With every drive, slam and crack You made Certain we would never go back. Thanks to underground suffering and penance and pain. Schoolday’s are over. You’ve broken the Chain.