The Disaster Of East Palestine

Thywolflord

Queen Of Metal

Thywolflord

blues, barbershop quartet, a cappella

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[VERSE 2]
The cars piled up in tangled rows,
Where Sulfur Run and Leslie flows.
A jagged heap of twisted tin,
With toxic liquid deep within.
The sirens wailed, the sirens cried,
As white smoke bloomed and spread out wide.
They told the town to leave their beds,
With flashing lights and growing dreads.
You pack a bag, you grab the keys,
And breathe the poison in the breeze.

[CHORUS]
Oh, East Palestine, the black smoke rose,
Into the wind where the river flows.
They burned the chemical, they cleared the street,
But the poison stayed beneath their feet.
The engines roll, the whistles cry,
Underneath an anxious sky.

[VERSE 3]
Five tankers sat in deadly heat,
Right at the edge of Market Street.
A ticking clock of vinyl gas,
That could have blown the town to glass.
They made the call to vent and burn,
A choice from which there's no return.
A towering cloud of midnight pitch,
Left soot inside the muddy ditch.
It turned the sun to ghostly gray,
And chased the final hope away.

[VERSE 4]
The people came back home to find,
A different world was left behind.
The water slick with rainbow sheen,
The deadliest thing they’d ever seen.
The minnows turned up on the shore,
The bluegills didn't swim no more.
A burning throat, a sudden rash,
A lingering scent of chemical ash.
They say it's safe, they say it's clear,
But corporate words can't conquer fear.

[BRIDGE]
Now millions dollar checks are signed,
To heal the scars they left behind.
They dug the dirt, they hauled the clay,
To wash the guilty stains away.
But courtrooms cannot buy release,
Or give a worried mother peace.
Every cough and every headache pain,
Brings back the memory of that train.

[VERSE 5]
The cameras left, the news moved on,
The heavy yellow trucks are gone.
The tracks are laid, the gravel's new,
The freight trains still come rolling through.
But neighbors watch the passing cars,
Beneath the dim Ohio stars.
They hold the line, they keep the faith,
Refusing to become a wraith.
A sturdy town of grit and pride,
With deep endurance held inside.

[OUTRO]
The rails still hum, the whistles blow,
Where toxic waters used to flow.
East Palestine, we won't forget,
The lines of sorrow written yet.
The dirt is turned, the sky is clear,
But history stays forever here.

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[VERSE 1] The evening air was crisp and cold, An ordinary story told. The 32N was moving fast, Through towns where quiet shadows cast. A hundred cars of heavy freight, Rolling toward a sudden fate. Out of the night the axle burned, Before the warning could be learned. A scream of steel, a massive tear, And chaos shattered through the air. [VERSE 2] The cars piled up in tangled rows, Where Sulfur Run and Leslie flows. A jagged heap of twisted tin, With toxic liquid deep within. The sirens wailed, the sirens cried, As white smoke bloomed and spread out wide. They told the town to leave their beds, With flashing lights and growing dreads. You pack a bag, you grab the keys, And breathe the poison in the breeze. [CHORUS] Oh, East Palestine, the black smoke rose, Into the wind where the river flows. They burned the chemical, they cleared the street, But the poison stayed beneath their feet. The engines roll, the whistles cry, Underneath an anxious sky. [VERSE 3] Five tankers sat in deadly heat, Right at the edge of Market Street. A ticking clock of vinyl gas, That could have blown the town to glass. They made the call to vent and burn, A choice from which there's no return. A towering cloud of midnight pitch, Left soot inside the muddy ditch. It turned the sun to ghostly gray, And chased the final hope away. [VERSE 4] The people came back home to find, A different world was left behind. The water slick with rainbow sheen, The deadliest thing they’d ever seen. The minnows turned up on the shore, The bluegills didn't swim no more. A burning throat, a sudden rash, A lingering scent of chemical ash. They say it's safe, they say it's clear, But corporate words can't conquer fear. [CHORUS] Oh, East Palestine, the black smoke rose, Into the wind where the river flows. They burned the chemical, they cleared the street, But the poison stayed beneath their feet. The engines roll, the whistles cry, Underneath an anxious sky. [BRIDGE] Now millions dollar checks are signed, To heal the scars they left behind. They dug the dirt, they hauled the clay, To wash the guilty stains away. But courtrooms cannot buy release, Or give a worried mother peace. Every cough and every headache pain, Brings back the memory of that train. [VERSE 5] The cameras left, the news moved on, The heavy yellow trucks are gone. The tracks are laid, the gravel's new, The freight trains still come rolling through. But neighbors watch the passing cars, Beneath the dim Ohio stars. They hold the line, they keep the faith, Refusing to become a wraith. A sturdy town of grit and pride, With deep endurance held inside. [OUTRO] The rails still hum, the whistles blow, Where toxic waters used to flow. East Palestine, we won't forget, The lines of sorrow written yet. The dirt is turned, the sky is clear, But history stays forever here.

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