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Cross the Brazos at Waco (Billy Walker) · Sound Factory Live: 13th Anniversary Party (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Blues Harp Heroes [Blues Factory] (Big Walter Horton) · The Factory (Seven Nations) · Primus & the Chocolate Factory with the Fungi Ensemble (Primus) · The Hit Factory: The Best of Stock, Aitken & Waterman (Stock, Aitken & Waterman) · Love Factory: The Invictus Sessions (Eloise Laws) · Factory of Faith: Live 2011 (The Doors) · The Casket Factory (Blaze Ya Dead Homie) · Hit Factory (The Monkees) – and 90 other albums »


Only thing on my mind is gettin' back to my baby again

How far to Waco
Two hundred miles to New Mexico
Albuquerque by mornin' light
Six hours
that's two, we got another one due 
We get by the best we can do 
The factory's got a good medical plan 
And, cousin, I'm a union man 
Saying, Yes sir,
that's two, we got another one due 
We get by the best we can do 
The factory's got a good medical plan 
And, cousin, I'm a union man 
Saying, Yes sir,
They have no conscience
They get threatened by the cracker factory.

Two steps back
Cracker factory:
A place where you get into the working routine
the wood in the murky gloom
Trolls go marching two by two
Down through the cave and the mouth of doom
Down, down, down in the gloom, gloom,gloom
Hey kala ho
her favour win
I'd stand beside her and weave by steam

My father to me scornful said
How could you fancy a factory maid
When you could have girls
Marty had a boutique on the corner, 
Stanley was a trucker by his trade, 
And every time that Marty would shake her tail feathers, 
It would go
Vanzetti spoke both day and night,
Told the workers how to fight.

I'll tell you if you ask me
'Bout this payroll robbery;
Two clerks was killed by
and drinkin beer by noon

he'd tell me about the bulls he'd rode in waco

by nitefall he'd be howlin at the moon

howlin good copenhagen is better than bad
Now the preacher thinks
His church is my t.v. set
[ verse 2 ]
69 miles to jonestown
Wacos on the way
Sell your soul to mind control
Operation obey
So
a bite
The guards will be obliged to pick the fattest from the heap

They drag the body through the filth by a cruelly mutated arm
Up into the kitchen
changed by the surfing priest again
Two children in the harbour
They play their game stormwater drain
Write their contract in the sand, it'll be gray for
is the dawning of a new era
By two o'clock we were Brahms & Liszt
Had to walk her home through area six
This is the dawning of a new era
Sticks
Cleveland game and two fishing poles and watch with me from the shore
Ghostly steel and iron ore ships coming home

[Repeat: x4]
Where I am paralyzed by
I watch 'em shut the factories down
Then the foreigners flood into town
They take what's left for half the pay
We can't stand by and just let it
This is the dawning of a new era 
By two o'clock we were 'Brahms & Lisst' 
I had to walk her home through area six 
This is the dawning of a new era
This is the dawning of a new era 
By two o'clock we were 'Brahms & Lisst' 
I had to walk her home through area six 
This is the dawning of a new era
By Elton John and Bernie Taupin


ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!

I WAS BORN IN THE NORTH OF ENGLAND,
I WAS RAISED IN A WORKING TOWN.
I BROKE ALL THE RULES
Nine miles of two-strand topped with barbed wire
Laid by the father for the son.
Good shelter down there on the valley floor,
Down by where
the workers were in:
The factory was surrounded by a fence and barbed wire on top and on the bottom. And they have a chain-linked fence surround the whole
a single mom
Telling me she and her two children are just barely getting by
The child support payments come late and sometimes they don't come at all
An office full of morons, a factory full of fools
Is it any wonder that I'm singing, singing the blues

They make personal phone calls
On company time
They
Suburban streets where you can't hide
A million fires must have (passed us by?)
I saw the chaos on the other side
(The leap?) from far below your
Madison avenue choked by dust
Don't wanna be there but I know I must


Overwhelming hunger descended on me
Stretches from the cradle to the factory
A minute
One, two, three, four, five, six
Oh oh oh oh oh oh

I don't want to spend the rest of my life
Looking at the barrel of an Armalite
I don't want

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