The Grand Industrial Band (Home Again)

from by Mark Lenover

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Annie thought her husband was a half-wit
but she loved him
and she’d wring her hands every time he left for work
When the reds came through to form their union
they’d recruit him
Though he never said much he learned to stand his ground

Bow your heads and put your shovels down
The boss’s men have come to smoke the union out
Fly by pistol, fly by dynamite
and put your hands on what’s yours by right
Raise your heads and join the blasting cloud
The boss’s men have come to shut the union down
Fly by pistol, fly by dynamite
or put your hands on what’s yours by right

They shot him down at the edge of town
Oh yeah the boss-men shot your husband down
Although we kept them fat for a thousand years
it’s not enough that we matched the coal train mile for mile
now we’re to point our carts toward the gates to Hell
unless the grand industrial band, can lead us home again

Home again
Home again

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from Every Time It Rains, released January 27, 2016

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Mark Lenover Hamilton, Ontario

Through a distinctive fusion of folk, rock, theatre and electronica, Mark Lenover critically examines pop culture’s ubiquitous influence, its moral philosophy and the potentially devastating effects of drug abuse and mental illness. His recent work frequently challenges an increasingly pervasive culture of celebrity, self-indulgence, distraction and desire.
Mark currently lives in Chatham, ON.
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