Dominoes
A part of something greater, the pride of industry
Or just another brick they laid to build a factory
Today we turn in harmony, the motor running clean
But what happens when the gears get sick of the machine?
Keep falling down, dominoes
Who are the ones in control?
Carts on a rail, restless souls
All we leave behind is smoke
As the wheels go
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
It's a train headed off the tracks
There's safety in numbers, but there is also strength
And there are more of us than there will ever be of them
A workforce slowly drowning, the tired becoming sick
Black air blows out the chimneys from the fuse already lit
You rest your head on dynamite, so you'll wake and atone
For every little finger that-that gets worked to the bone
Keep falling down, dominoes
Who are the ones in control?
Carts on a rail, restless souls
All we leave behind is smoke
As the wheels go
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
It's a train headed off the tracks
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
It's a train headed off the tracks
It's raining, it's pouring on top this sinking boat
We're taking on water, this town won't stay afloat
They still wave their proud flag, a clever disguise
But once you look closer, a change grows inside
Keep falling down, dominoes
Who are the ones in control?
Carts on a rail, restless souls
All we leave behind is smoke
As the wheels go
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
It's a train headed off the tracks
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
It's a train headed off the tracks
(Headed off the tracks)
(Headed off the tracks)
(Headed off the tracks)
(Headed off the tracks)
Dominó
Parte de algo maior, o orgulho da indústria
Ou apenas mais um tijolo que eles colocaram para construir uma fábrica
Hoje giramos em harmonia, o motor funcionando limpo
Mas o que acontece quando as engrenagens ficam cansadas da máquina?
Continue caindo, dominó
Quem são os que estão no controle?
Carrinhos em um trilho, almas inquietas
Tudo o que deixamos para trás é fumaça
Como as rodas vão
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
É um trem saindo dos trilhos
Há segurança nos números, mas também há força
E há mais de nós do que jamais haverá deles
Uma força de trabalho se afogando lentamente, o cansado ficando doente
O ar negro sopra as chaminés do fusível já aceso
Você descansa sua cabeça em dinamite, para acordar e expiar
Para cada dedo mindinho que é trabalhado até os ossos
Continue caindo, dominó
Quem são os que estão no controle?
Carrinhos em um trilho, almas inquietas
Tudo o que deixamos para trás é fumaça
Como as rodas vão
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
É um trem saindo dos trilhos
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
É um trem saindo dos trilhos
Está chovendo, está derramando em cima deste barco afundando
Estamos tomando água, esta cidade não ficará à tona
Eles ainda acenam sua bandeira orgulhosa, um disfarce inteligente
Mas quando você olha mais de perto, uma mudança cresce por dentro
Continue caindo, dominó
Quem são os que estão no controle?
Carrinhos em um trilho, almas inquietas
Tudo o que deixamos para trás é fumaça
Como as rodas vão
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
É um trem saindo dos trilhos
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
(Wooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh)
É um trem saindo dos trilhos
(Saiu das pistas)
(Saiu das pistas)
(Saiu das pistas)
(Saiu das pistas)