It's all about the social mining,the digging up,divining,modelling,refining,of what we call society,
the cream will rise like morning gold,
the frail,the weak,the poor and the old will sink into the sinkhole,poles apart from any start they though they might have had,
the world's gone fracking mad,
we are dug up,dusted,polished or busted and thrown back down the pit,they tell me **** don't smell so bad in a world gone fracking mad.
I refuse to heed the signs that say,'we'll all be socially mined one day' and prefer instead to look ahead to something far removed from the dynamite and the burning fuse.
The outcast few will far outlast the casting crew who cast their lines down the social mines to catch those who have not a clue that they're the bargain in the bucket,
**** it why do I care?
I've done my share of casting been outcast,outclassed,passed around and out and now in passing all I had, I still think the world's gone fracking
mad.