This place has changed for good
  Your economic theory said it would
  It's hard for us to understand
  We can't give up our jobs the way we should
  Our blood has stained the coal
  We tunneled deep inside the nation's soul
  We matter more than pounds and pence
  Your economic theory makes no sense
    One day in a nuclear age
  They may understand our rage
  They build machines that they can't control
  And bury the waste in a great big hole
  Power was to become cheap and clean
  Grimy faces were never seen
  But deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen
  We work the black seam together
    The seam lies underground
  Three million years of pressure packed it down
  We walk through ancient forest lands
  And light a thousand cities with our hands
  Your dark satanic mills
  Have made redundant all our mining skills
  You can't exchange a six inch band
  For all the poisoned streams in Cumberland
    One day in a nuclear age
  They may understand our rage
  They build machines that they can't control
  And bury the waste in a great big hole
  Power was to become cheap and clean
  Grimy faces were never seen
  But deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen
  We work the black seam together
    Our conscious lives run deep
  You cling onto your mountain while we sleep
  This way of life is part of me
  The is no price so only let me be
  And should the children weep
  The turning world will sing their souls to sleep
  When you have sunk without a trace
  The universe will suck me into place
    One day in a nuclear age
  They may understand our rage
  They build machines that they can't control
  And bury the waste in a great big hole
  Power was to become cheap and clean
  Grimy faces were never seen
  But deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen
  We work the black seam together