Silvertown Blues

On Silvertown Way, the cranes stand high Quiet and gray against the still of the sky They won`t quit and lay down though the action has died They watch the new game in town on the Blackwall side From the poisinous drains a vision appears New circle of cranes, a new reason to be here A big silver dome rising up into the dawn Above the church and the homes were all the silver is gone If I`d a bucket of gold, what would I do I`d leave the story untold Silvertown blues Going down Silvertown Down in Silverdown Going down Silvertown Down in Silverdown A silver dawn steals over the docks A truck with no weels up on cinderblocks Men with no dreams around a fire in a drum Scrap metal schemes are rusted over and done If I`d a bucket of gold, silver would do I`d leave the story untold Silvertown blues Going down Silvertown Down in Silverdown Going down Silvertown Down in Silverdown When you`re standing on thin and dangerous ice You can knock and walk in for citizens` advice They`ll tell you the where you can turn, where you can go There`s nothing they can tell me I don`t already know If I`d a bucket of gold, silver would do I`d leave the story untold Silvertown blues Going down Silvertown Down in Silverdown Going down Silvertown Down in Silverdown From the Caning Town train I see a billboard high There`s a big silverplane raising up into the sky And I can make out the words `seven flights every day` Says six of those birds are bound for JFK If I`d a bucket of gold, silver would do I`d leave the story untold Silvertown blues And I`m going down in Silvertown Down in Silverdown Going down Silvertown Down in Silverdown