Reina Del Cid - Soul Mines lyrics

Here they come with their fine machines
Here they come with their shovels
Dynamite and the kerosene
They come to pick through the rubble

They don't dig for coal
Baby, they'll strike gold
They ain't looking for diamonds now
They come to mine your soul

There ain't anyplace that you can hide
Once your map is discovered
And they've been tracking you
Your whole damn life
They know you better than a lover
'Cause you're their ivory coast
You're the tragic host
Nobody's looking for diamonds now
They come to mine your soul

So let’s pour a glass of wine my friend
Sit and talk about the old times
The days of freedom seemed to have no end
Before we lost ‘em to the soul mines

Yeah let’s raise a toast
To ten years at most
Before the dawning of this brave new world
When they mine our souls

And when you’re dead and cold
You’ll still be bought and sold
You’ll live forever in a great big cloud
When they mine your soul

Yeah you’ll last longer than a diamond now
When they mine your soul