Fear Of A Red Planet

Striking the pay dirt
 Is all in a day's work
 My mind has been twisted, my hands are torn and blistered
 But it's all in a day's work
 And while I"m dying of thirst, my heart's about to burst
 I won't be the last, but I may be the first
 To break free I must plan it
 Or live in fear of a red planet
 (Fear of a red planet)
 (Fear of a red planet)
 Living in fear of the red planet
 Living in fear of the red planet
 The factory floor where I spend my days (day after day)
 Biding my time, I work while they pray (night after night)
 The iron is hot, I'm ready to strike (day after day)
 I'm leaving this place, tonight is the night (night after night)
 Watching the clock stall
 Fourteen hours, a long haul
 Don't know if I can take it, I may just have to break it (ah)
 A distraction for nightfall
 Because I"m planning my escape, the hours getting late
 So tired of the box that makes me
 suffocate, to break free I must plan it
 Or live in fear of a red planet
 Living in fear of the red planet (a red planet)
 Living in fear of the red planet (a red planet)
 The factory floor where I spend my days (day after day)
 Biding my time, I work while they pray (night after night)
 The iron is hot, I'm ready to strike (day after day)
 I'm leaving this place, tonight is the night (night after night)
 Living in fear of the red planet
 Living in fear of the red planet (a red planet) (a red planet)
 (Fear of a, fear of a red planet) (a red planet)
 (Day after day)
 (Night after night)
 (Day after day)
 (Night after night)
 (Day after day)
 (Night after night)
 (Day after day)
 (Night after night)
 (Day after day)
 (Night after night)
 (Day after day)
 (Night after night)
 (Day after day)
 (Night after night)
 (Day after day)
 (Night after night)