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Verse 1
(E minor) In the morning darkness,
there's (D major) two sides gathered
Shuffling in silence,
they (C major) stare at each oth (E minor) er
Helmet sticks and shields lined up,
they (D major) represent the state
And a ragtag band of men in jeans
stand (C major) un armed at the gate
(E minor) The (C major) police sergeant laugh (D major) s,
you (G major) lot might as well go home
(E minor) Cos the (C major) working men are
(D major) coming through
and you're (E minor) standing on your own
One man says back to him,
well, (D major) yeah you might be right
But we're fighting for our jobs,
you know
We're not gonna stop our fight
And then from fur (C major) ther up the road
(D major) Speed's a (G major) coach and it's load
(E minor) And it slows (C major) down as (D major)
it reaches the (G major) line (E minor)
Po (C major) licemen wave the driver (D major) on
There's no (G major) need to stop,
not for (E minor) this scum
But it ac (C major) celerates across (D major) the line (E minor)
The shop steward says, come on boys,
let's (D major) try to block the road
The thick blue line is ready,
and the (C major) sergeant tosses an (E minor) d goes
He says, there's three more
coming through,
(D major) then we'll see who's best
And hey, you stand in their big mouth,
yet under arrest
And driv (C major) en by their frustra (D major) tion,
of (G major) what is right and (E minor) true
They (C major) push on for (D major) ward,
again (E minor) st the ranks of truth
The riot shields are ready,
and the (D major) truncheons swoop and chop
Missiles begin to fly,
and it's too late now to stop
Fire police (C major) pull one man (D major) out,
and his mates (G major) can hear him shout
(E minor) As the truncheons (C major) and the boot (D major)
s take their (G major) toll (E minor)
Nothing (C major) they can do, (D major)
except push (G major) against the blue (E minor) (C major)
That's (D major) the price of coke (E minor)
Two hundred miles to the south
a (D major) journalist sits at home
He makes himself a coffee
and he an (C major) swers the telephone (E minor)
It's his editor on the line
and he (D major) wants a story quick
Through tomorrow's exclusive
about vi (C major) olence down at the (E minor) pit
It (C major) seems three police were hurt (D major) today,
pro (G major) tecting working men (E minor)
There were a (C major) thousand
thugs and (D major) an archists,
(E minor) driving stones at them
Then without engaging his brain
he be (D major) gins to write the text
His conscience only bothers him
when he sees his paycheck
But he's (C major) not really lying, (D major)
he only (G major) twists the truth a (E minor) bit
Pick (C major) et line thought (D major) s he writes,
well that (G major) should be a (E minor) hit
He did type (C major) shit for twenty minutes
(D major) And then he (G major) quickly reads the (E minor) whole
Says, yeah, (C major) well, I suppose
(D major) That's the price of cold (E minor) you
The Price of Coal
Derek King
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