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Textes et Paroles de Factory



Now I know I had something to say but the
Problem is to say something
Uhh... you gotta say it
And I still don't remember a thing
Since that funny gas came out of that
Pipe next to me
I guess they didn't OK it

Now I remember -- did I tell ya?
Cut my thumb off at the knuckle
On a broken band saw
Didn't see the belt buckle
Or the blade slip
And I remember when the doctor
Did it up with a stitch
funny thing...

Still got a scratch that I can't itch
Where my thumb was
Now I've brought the same piece of chicken
In a bag to work every day
For the last twenty years or so
And I really don't mind
Work assembly line

Got an intercom blasting the news
And the latest on the baseball scores
Come around every Friday
Well I get a paycheck
Take the same road home that
I come to work on, heck,
It's a living

And I got another factory back home
I got a barbeque, pink mustang, fenders chrome
And at nine o'clock I sit there in my chair
And I don't know why I lose my hair
And then I go to
And then I go to
And then I go to sleep

Well I like to know what I'm doing
When I do it and I do what I'm doing
'Cause I don't know what to do
When I'm not doing it

Sometimes I remember as a boy
My father told me I could grow up
To be anything I really wanted to be
Anything

And every day at lunch I still look
For my lost digit
Still got that funny scratch
So maybe when I find it I can itch it

And I got a little rubber pool in the backyard
For the kids to wade in
And I...I...I...I...I...I?

I got another factory back home
Got a little backyard, pink mustang, fenders chrome
At nine o'clock I'm in my chair sat down
just lately when my wife talks back to me
I slap her around
And then I go to
And then I go to
And then I go to sleep

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