Corrugated Iron Lyrics

Corrugated Iron lyrics

Poor family got a lean-to

 Now the rainy season's gone

 Coloured kids playin' in the hard mud

 Kicking that skinny dog

 He works on irrigation

 Moving water to the



 And he dreams of being a spear someday

 In the heart of Johannesburg

 He dreams of being a spear someday

 In the heart of Johannesburg

 

 And we live in

 And we live on

 And we die in

 Corrugated iron

 

 Pray to Tokoloshe

 When the red dirt comes back

 Cattle try to find the river bed

 And in-between the cracks

 Chief man he got his hard hat

 From the civilized Western man

 

 He's got a ton of 'em down in Capetown

 He's gonna grease the poor black hand

 He's got a ton of 'em down in Capetown

 He's gonna grease the poor black hand

 

 And we live in

 And we live on

 And we die in

 Corrugated iron

 And we're building

 And we're trying

 Our tribes are born in corrugated iron

 

 You gotta stand to the left

 Remain at the back

 And give 'em corrugated iron

 To put on their shacks

 Stand to the left

 Remain at the back

 And give 'em corrugated iron

 To put on their shacks

 

 And he dreams of being a spear someday

 In the heart of Johannesburg

 He's got a ton of 'em down in Capetown

 He's gonna grease the poor black hand

 

 And we live in

 And we live on

 And we die in

 Corrugated iron

 And we're building

 And we're trying

 Our tribes are born in corrugated iron