Cool Water - Talking Heads

Day by day

Whistle while you work

Our backs are breaking

Up from hollow earth

From end to end

The noise begins

In the human battle stations

And the big one’s coming in

Work, work, work, work

Work 'til holes are filled

Work, work, work, work

Bags of bone and skin

Lovers hold hands

Tossing their heads

Tangled in hair

Tied to earth

With skin and glue

But their skin is the same as yours

Coming in for the world to see

They can sit at the table, too

The same blood as you and me

Speak very softly

Hold my hand

Someone is sleeping

In my bed

Priests pass by

Worms crawl in

One dreams to be

One dream for all

His skin is the same as yours

Is he not made the same as you?

And some have fallen down

And blood spilled on the ground

Work, work, work

'Til his life is done

The old man

Is at our door

And he’s knocking

Knocking

As his neighbors weep

Each day repeats

Are we nothing in your eyes?

Someone answer, someone answer

This rusted garden gate

Can barely even stand

Their work is over now

And rest will be at hand

Is their skin not the same as yours?

Can they sit at the table to drink cool water?

Cool water

And his lungs are filled with rain

And the water’s rushing in