Factory

These are not my people, I should never have come here

The chick with a **** and the gift for the gab

I know a place, I've seen a face

I'll take the coast from factory to factory, ah

These night's that I've been all alone

Through my window the moonlight, she shone

And on my walls the fire she danced

Playing out my very last chance to run, run, run, run

Don't look back, you're moving too fast

I know a place, I've seen a face

I'll take the roads from factory to factory oh yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

There are millions and millions of people around

On my TV, walking my streets, making sounds

Then I can walk with them, I love the money then I

But there are others I have known as poor souls, sores exposed

to the run-of-the-mill, the destitute and the cold

And the sores exposed to the blisters and shards

where any kind of kindness is as far as the sun, the sun

The sun, the sun, run, run, run, run

I know a place, I've seen a face

And I'll take the coast from factory to factory

Oh yeah, oh yeah, ah yeah, ah

These are not my people, I should never have come here

Oh I know a place, I've seen a face

I'll take the coast from factory to factory oh yeah, oh yeah

Ah yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah