Lune Industrial Estate #10: Ten Years Of Service

This'll be the last industrial estate blip for a while, as there are other places I'd like to wander to on a Wednesday, especially as we head on towards spring.

For once, I'll just let the photograph speak for itself. Well, alright, I'll let the Dropkick Murphys give it a helping hand. But no more than that.

The status of our future in both past and present time,
Is relegated to a member of a higher class than mine,
To determine and direct the lives of family men who bear the burden
Of living up to standard that doesn't exist in 1999

Who's gonna save us from this lonely picket line?
Ten years of service but I'm still not worth your time...

Times may be changing but I'll never leave behind the hopes
And thoughts I have of better days for families such as mine.
Because if history repeats itself, and time will surely tell,
What goes around is gonna come around and you'll know our pain too well.

Who's gonna save us from this lonely picket line?
Ten years of service but I'm still not worth your time.
And I've seen men give their lives,
And heard the stories that they tell of how they laboured
For this company which sold it's soul to hell

The status of our future in both past and present time,
Is relegated to a member of a higher class than mine,
To determine and direct the lives of family men who bear the burden
Of living up to standard that doesn't exist in 1999

Who's gonna save us from this lonely picket line?
Ten years of service but I'm still not worth your time...