We build the steel cathedrals miles high
  in the middle of the great cities. We dance
  on girders among the clouds driving white
  hot rivets into iron. We fear no man.
  When that whistle blows we scurry to our
  Bar. Brothers, we raise glasses to martyrs
  who fell that brief time to their honor.
  We toast more each day and pray and pray.
  We keep rabbit foot and four leaf clover
  and holy water and pennies in the poor box.