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