I'm conscious of you now
Conscious although faintly
I'm conscious of you now
Everything is hazy

I manufacture
What you are after
With no money
My body's broken

I'm conscious of you now
Conscious father, god like
I'm conscious of you now
Singing in the ringing shell

You're good, good, good
You give me fever
On a morning
I'm hardly breathing

I lost my grip
It made me sick
I never lose my temper
Especially not in winter

Shy to your eyes
They are dim like mine
We could do much better
Than being so fettered

How can I truly say
That there's glory in this day
When I can't bring home
A decent day's pay

Once they got your name
You're in wicked company

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Writer(s): CONRAD LAMBERT