Lyrics:
the mighty dollar sign
there'll be miles and miles
Of American smiles
From the factory to the mine
On the old assembly line
(repeat once)
(spoken):
the mighty dollar sign
there'll be miles and miles
Of American smiles
From the factory to the mine
On the old assembly line
(repeat once)
(spoken):
Five miles out of London on the Western Avenue
Must have been a wonder when it was brand new
Talkin` `bout the splendor of the Hoover factory
I
Five miles out of London on the Western Avenue
Must have been a wonder when it was brand new
Talkin` `bout the splendor of the Hoover factory
I
Five miles out of London on the Western Avenue
Must have been a wonder when it was brand new
Talkin' 'bout the splendor of the Hoover factory
I
much more that he can take
Many miles away something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake
Another industrial ugly morning
much more that he can take
Many miles away something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake
Another industrial ugly morning
stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can take
Many miles away something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish
Early in the morning factory whistle blows
Man rises from bed and puts on his clothes
Man takes his lunch, walks out in the morning light
It's
Early in the morning factory whistle blows
Man rises from bed and puts on his clothes
Man takes his lunch, walks out in the morning light
It's
Straight from the factory
We were made for each other
One of those things that's meant to be
Straight from the factory
Nothin' less than exactly
Five miles out of London on the Western Avenue
Must have been a wonder when it was brand new
Talkin' 'bout the splendour of the Hoover factory
I know
that he can take
Many miles away something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake
Another industrial ugly morning
The factory
night, I had a dream that it was great
Tell your friends, I got a factory of faith
I got a factory of
Crack your whip, she's confessing from the hip
night, I had a dream that it was great
Tell your friends, I got a factory of faith
I got a factory of
Crack your whip, she's confessing from the hip
And the factories of truth
I stand upon the mountain
A million miles from my home
And the faces of fear
I have freedom to think
In hiding
I may take off my clothes
must be nice to be your own boss (really)
Sells cigars to the boss from the factory
He is jealous is the man in the corner shop
He is sick
that we all seem to keep
Drive on engines 'til they weep
With future pixels in factories far away
So call the mainland from the beach
All parties
Turn to dust under the sky
Broken windows choking chimneys
Factory walls for miles and miles
Bye bye my old friend
Bye bye my old friend
Just
I trusted it, so I followed it
I'm stripping and stumbling across the land
Full of miracles
Ow, into a world so far from home
Miles and miles
I trusted it, so I followed it
I'm stripping and stumbling across the land
Full of miracles
Ow, into a world so far from home
Miles and miles
Early in the morning, factory whistle blows
Man rises from bed and puts on his clothes
He takes his lunch and walks
Out in the morning light
It's
From working at the factory
All I lived for, All I lived for
All I lived for was to get out of the factory
All I lived for, All I lived for
All I
Travelin' now
On the low highway
Three thousand miles
To the Frisco Bay
Cross the rivers wild
And the lonesome plains
Up the coast and down
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