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Mike Harding - Factory lyrics
Early in the morning factory whistle blows, Man gets out of bed and puts on his clothes, Goes through the door, walks out in the morning light, That’s the work, that's the working, just the working life. Through the mansions of fear, through the mansions of pain, I see my daddy walking through the factory gates in the rain, Factory takes his hearing, factory takes his pride, That's the work, that's the working, just the working life. And it's early in the evening factory whistle cries, Men walk through these gates with death in their eyes, And you just better believe it, someone’s gonna get hurt tonight, That’s the work, that's the working, just the working life. Early in the morning factory whistle blows, Man gets out of bed and puts on his clothes, Goes through the door, walks out in the morning light, That’s the work, that's the working, just the working life That’s the work, that's the working, just the working life That’s the work, that's the working, just the working life |
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