Tiny fibres you don't see
Seemed a lot of bull to me
But now the cancer it has grown
And my lungs have turned to stone

Joined the navy, went to sea
Seemed that life was good to me
Insulation 'round the pipes
Didn't know you'd take my life

Braked the car, asbestos flew
Rode a train asbestos blew
Through the cracks in roof and walls
Like the rain it gently falls

In the town of Wittenoom
By the road wildflowers bloom
On the ground and in the air
There's asbestos everywhere

Profits from asbestos mines
Kept Lang Hancock doing fine
No regrets, no tears apply
To the miners that now die

Those who knew but did not tell
May the bastards burn in hell!
Don't be anybody's fool
Safety first, the golden rule

Tiny fibres you don't see
Seemed a lot of bull to me
But now the cancer it has grown
And my lungs have turned to stone