Sway (5 54) Lyrics - Singles - Hunters And Collectors

Slave, moan and sway 

All around the world you 

Slave, moan and sway 

Well I drove the ute to the paper mill 

Where my brother is slaving still 

Messing around with the thick end of a screw 

Turning it and feeding it through 

To the steel above 

Big steam below 

When the process breaks down 

Nobody knows 

Where are the prizes to be next time he comes around? 

Where are the prizes to be next time he goes... 

Dancing to the rhythm of a falling sound 

Till the walls around the mill come tumbling down 

Slave, moan and sway 

Sing it 

All around the world you 

Slave, moan and sway 

Young bloods and sweethearts 

Slave, moan and sway 

So I drove the ute to the paper mill 

Where my, where my brother is slaving still 

He's messing around with the thick end of a screw 

Turning it and feeding it through 

To the steel above 

Big steam below 

When the process breaks down 

Nobody knows 

Where are the prizes to be next time he comes... 

Dancing to the rhythm of a falling sound 

Till the walls around the mill come tumbling down 

Slave, moan and sway 

Sing it