When you get that feeling That you were mined for nothing Underneath the axe for nothing And picked amongst the scraps for nothing Oh just some golden something for a fool to take When you get that feeling That you were ground for nothing Pressed between the stones for nothing And taken from your home for nothing Oh just some grainy something for a fool to taste But we have each other And that sure ain't nothing Just a small reminder That we are here for something Yes you are here for something And I am here for something Yes we are here for something