It was a sad day at the Ebbw Vale Colliery in the Rhymney valley on Friday
When the pits finally closed after bring in operation for 60 years
This means that all the pits at the top end of the Rhymney valley have now been closed down
35 years of loyal service in the industry
There must be more than just 'put them over in the next pit'
You're selling your son's job, not your job
When you're a young pit bull, like this, you wanna pick up the other pits mates, every one of them
United we stand, united we bloody fall, the lot of you ought to say
The offers that we've been having now, nothing short of disgusting
They've been promising this and promising that
We know no self if we're gonna end up with a job
The way it's going now, we've been chucked on the scrapheap
The union have accepted it, the party have accepted it
And they've made know to us that under no uncertain terms
That we've reached the end of the road
Public Service Broadcasting - Go to the Road Lyrics
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It was a sad day at the Ebbw Vale Colliery in the Rhymney valley on Friday
When the pits finally closed after bring in operation for 60 years
This means that all the pits at the top end of the Rhymney valley have now been closed down
35 years of loyal service in the industry
There must be more than just 'put them over in the next pit'
You're selling your son's job, not your job
When you're a young pit bull, like this, you wanna pick up the other pits mates, every one of them
United we stand, united we bloody fall, the lot of you ought to say
The offers that we've been having now, nothing short of disgusting
They've been promising this and promising that
We know no self if we're gonna end up with a job
The way it's going now, we've been chucked on the scrapheap
The union have accepted it, the party have accepted it
And they've made know to us that under no uncertain terms
That we've reached the end of the road
When the pits finally closed after bring in operation for 60 years
This means that all the pits at the top end of the Rhymney valley have now been closed down
35 years of loyal service in the industry
There must be more than just 'put them over in the next pit'
You're selling your son's job, not your job
When you're a young pit bull, like this, you wanna pick up the other pits mates, every one of them
United we stand, united we bloody fall, the lot of you ought to say
The offers that we've been having now, nothing short of disgusting
They've been promising this and promising that
We know no self if we're gonna end up with a job
The way it's going now, we've been chucked on the scrapheap
The union have accepted it, the party have accepted it
And they've made know to us that under no uncertain terms
That we've reached the end of the road
Writer: J. Willgoose Esq.
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Copyright: Lyrics © Mute Song Limited