All Gone Away

The wind blows, whispers down the street
Having free reign with the town so bleak
Like everything else its all gone away
The town hall clock gives forth its chime
For no one there to ask the time
Like everything else theyve all gone away

The grocers shop hangs up its sign
The sign says closed its a sign of the times
Like everything else theyve all gone away

But somewhere the party never ends
And greedy hands rub together again
Shipping out the profits that theyve stolen

But somewhere the party never ends
And greedy hands rub together again
Shipping out the profits that theyve stolen

An eerie wail comes from the pit
The ghosts of the men take the morning shift
Just like clockwork rusting away

Come take a walk upon these hills
And see how monetarism kills
Whole communities
Even families
Theres nothing left so theyve all gone away