Roberto Jacketti & The Scooters - The factory lyrics
rate meWe still remembers all these teenage dreams
Remembers the talking
They were the future and the future had to change
They were so sure
And they went on
They all grew old
In every way it is an image that they sold
In this great society he had to find a job
And with the barrel painted at this moral strength
He seems to have lost it
And it when wrong
He’s going on
He’s getting older still remembers he was young
Working in the factory he don’t give a damn
About the man who just told him not to worry
He knows that tomorrow he’ll be out on the street
And there’s no one who cares about his sorrow
So he’s restless but so bored
Gonna explode soon
He’s getting closer, closer to his dreams
Working in the factory he don’t give a damn
About the man who just told him not to worry
He knows that tomorrow he’ll be out on the street
And there’s no one who cares about his sorrow
Working in the factory he don’t give a damn
About the man who just told him not to worry
He knows that tomorrow he’ll be out on the street
And there’s no one who cares about his sorrow
