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Here’s Bart Simpson, with his arms all melted and twisted

And here’s one of Big Bird, with his feathers all matted and black

And here are the rows of young women

Wrapped up in bolts of white nylon

And the families from the countryside come to take their daughters back

I look up from my desk as the light turns the Hudson to mercury

The rest of the office are getting ready to leave

But it’s 10 years since the fire

The Toy Factory fire

It’s going to be one of those weeks; I roll up my sleeves

They said it was a death-trap from a text-book

Fire Exits just painted on

Locks and chains to keep out the unions

And piles of white nylon all around

But we’ve built a dozen more to fill our orders

We’ve had to keep moving around

Since May 10th 1993

When the Kader Toy Factory burnt down

A fire in Thailand could be a bus crash in Africa

The stories weren’t big; they did not make the six o’clock news

But the pictures were something else

They could have driven us down to hell

I knew this was a fight we couldn’t afford to lose

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I look at the photographs once more in the Manhattan sunset

The same light falls on the one of my wife and my kids

Then I put them back in the file

Permit myself a smile

Keeping them hidden was the best work I ever did

‘Cause people like us, we do make the world better

And if it’s better for us, it’s better for everyone

I open the window to the rush hour sirens on West Street

I see the Power and the Glory all over this town

All over this town

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