Call it new technology And they use it to burn And they show no concern Work for their prosperity While the big wheels turn Now it's too late to learn Don't upset the teacher Though we know he lied to you Don't upset the preacher Gonna close his eyes for you And it's a shame That you're so afraid Just a worker waiting In the pouring rain Putting back the pieces Of a broken dream Father worked in industry Now the work has moved on And the factories gone See them sell your history Where once you were strong And you used to belong There was once a future For a working man There was once a lifetime For a skilful hand Yesterday Don't upset the teacher Though we know he lied to you Don't upset the preacher Gonna close his eyes for you Tempers fray so easily In desperate despair Is there anyone that cares Just another tragedy Just a personal affair In a room somewhere There was once a future For a working man There was once a lifetime For a skilful hand Yesterday