[Intro]

[Intro] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1] East pit dark where the drill bits chew, Proposed holes hum with secrets due. AE-GT01, south ramp’s low pitch, Easting 676839, northing’s our switch. Dips fifty degrees, azimuth one-thirty’s mark, Two-sixty meters deep in the dirt’s dark. [Verse 2] Pre-collar fifty, core runs two-ten, PQ3 zero, HQ3 again and again. From crestal south to the northern ledge, We carve the mine’s walls, edge to edge. [Chorus] Oh, we’re drillin’ in the mine, day and night, Bonus pool risin’, keep it tight. From geotech holes to handover tales, Rigs on the move, never fails. Safety first, production high, Under the Thai sky, we touch the sky! [Verse 3] February grind, sun up to moon, Daily bonus swings, a wild tune. Minus two-fifty, then seven-fifty climb, Four-seven-fifty fills our cup to the brim. [Verse 4] Cumulative climb to thirty grand, Stacked piling up, lend a hand. Hundred-fifty meters? Fifteen hundred baht, Clean rig, sharp ops, that’s where we’re at. But less than fifty? Minus one-five-oh-oh, Procedure breach? Ten grand down slow. [Chorus] Oh, we’re drillin’ in the mine, day and night, Bonus pool risin’, keep it tight. From geotech holes to handover tales, Rigs on the move, never fails. Safety first, production high, Under the Thai sky, we touch the sky! [Verse 5] Feb and March march with demands, Grade control rigs light the sparks. Rig twenty, thirty, two per shift, Resource hydro, RC lifts the gift. [Verse 6] Exploration waits, rig five on hold, Pre-split thirty-one, stories told. Total sixteen, fifteen now count, Variance minus one, we mount the hunt. April brings twenty-two strong, New rigs roll in, sing our song. [Bridge] Malcolm’s leavin’, Martin steps in, R&R dates, where to begin? Drills on the drive, holes cut upfront, Flush the sump, pull the stunt. Rig twenty’s workshop, good to go, Thirty parked high, horizontal flow. [Verse 7] HR onboardin’, safety rolls out, Stores tick off, maintenance stout. Client’s forecast, yard expands wide, New offices gleam with pride. [Verse 8] Wimon, Weera, Jirayu too, Drillers supreme, loyal and true. VTHS codes, join dates etched in time, RC, GC, blast through the grime. [Verse 9] Four supervisors, panels brand new, Roster shifts, me and you. Exploration’s clean, yard man takes it slow, Daily tasks bloom, watch ’em grow. [Chorus] Oh, we’re drillin’ in the mine, day and night, Bonus pool risin’, keep it tight. From geotech holes to handover tales, Rigs on the move, never fails. Safety first, production high, Under the Thai sky, we touch the sky! [Outro] Chiang Mai’s call at eleven thirty-one, February fifteen, twenty-six under the sun. Documents hum of the drilling life, Bonus, holes, handover strife. Keep turnin’ rods, drive ’em in the ground, In the mine’s rhythm, we’re glory bound!