Another Kind Of Madness

Again they buried an old miner

The poisoned stocks of stone in sight

The wind was sick from dust

They all knew that it would settle overnight

And they all went to work into the mines the next day

Like they'd done more than forty years now

They had destroyed their land for the atomic curse

'Cause they hoped it would help them somehow

Those who worked for a better life

Don't know to survive

It is another

Another kind of madness

Uranium wast is everywhere now

Radioactive gas escapes

Contaminated land and water denied responsibility

When they're leaving you nothing than a big load of death

And you know that a cancer's your end

What the industry's after

They don't ask where it's from

Don't you think that it's a crying shame?

Those who worked for a better life

Don't know how to survive

It is another

Another kind of madness