Jonah Tolchin - Fracking Nightmare lyrics

It's like boiling water, just to tug on the steam Or running in a race, just to run from a dream We'll be burning our chairs, just to keep from the cold Or drilling a hole just searching for hell, ringing satins red Door bell with an oil rigging well It's like waking up in the night to a horrible smell Burning flesh from the shale and a house full of kids Bone's turn to ashes while pockets turn to gold. It's like somebody took, a knife to your chest, filled a vessel with your blood And decided to test, how much money you can make from k**ing someone, Can this blood on our hands replace the water that runs? Can this blood our hands replace the water that runs? How much money you can make from k**ing someone?