Factory Lyrics - Martha Wainwright - Martha Wainwright

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

The chick with a dick and the gift for the gab 

I know a place, I've seen the face 

And I'll take the coast from factory to factory 

Ah 

These night's that I've been on the road 

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 the face 

And I'll take the high road from factory to factory 

Oh yeah 

Oh yeah 

Ah yeah 

Ah yeah 

There are millions and millions of people around 

On my TV, walking my streets, making sounds 

And I can walk with them I love them I need their love 

There are others I have known as poor souls, sores exposed 

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

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 yeah 

Run, run 

Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmm