Shovel Through the Grain Wall

[Кіріспе] [Distorted bass alone] [Guitar answers with two clipped stabs] [Drums and tambourine lock in] [Куплет 1] Night shift, grain dust in my teeth Leg belt slips beneath the bin The elevator coughs, then quits A yellow mound starts climbing in You call down from the office glass: “Load that railcar—train won’t wait” I grab the shovel, brace my boots And cut a channel through the weight [Қайырма] Clear the choke! keep the belt from binding! Shovel hard while the grain keeps sliding! You want that car out before the whistle— I’ve got both hands in the wall tonight! Clear the choke! hear the bearings grinding! Your red clock says there’s no more time! [Куплет 2] The belt hangs slack against the steel A buried bucket knocks below I dig where the grain is packed tight Each shove makes the bin wall groan You pace the catwalk, check your watch I taste the dust and spit it black “Get that last car moving now!” I wedge the handle, haul it back [Қайырма] Clear the choke! keep the belt from binding! Shovel hard while the grain keeps sliding! You want that car out before the whistle— I’ve got both hands in the wall tonight! Clear the choke! hear the bearings grinding! Your red clock says there’s no more time! [Guitar solo] [Куплет 3] The leg belt catches, starts to climb The spout wakes up above the track One car door rolls beneath the chute The trainman calls: “we’re pulling back!” You shout my name across the floor I throw the last loose grain aside The load drops heavy, the couplers strain And i step clear as the wheels grind by [Қайырма] Clear the choke! keep the belt from binding! Shovel hard while the grain keeps sliding! You wanted that car out before the whistle— It left with the bin wall scraped clean! Clear the choke! hear the bearings grinding! I’m still standing where you sent me! [Аутро] Train gone—belt running Dust down—hands raw You wanted every last bushel I cleared the wall [Hard stop]