Factory
Martha WainwrightVersion1
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These are not my people, I should never have come here
The chick with the 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
These nights that I have been all alone
And 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...
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 them
But there are others I have known as poor souls, sores exposed
To 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...
I know a place, I've seen a face
And I'll take the coast from factory to factory
Oh yeah...
These are not my people, I should never have come here
I know a place, I've seen a face
And I'll take the coast from factory to factory
Oh yeah...
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Readable chord sheet for Factory by Martha Wainwright
[C]These are not my people, I should never have come here [Am]The chick with the dick and the gift for the gab [F]I know a place, I've seen the face [G]And I'll take the coast from factory to factory [C]These nights that I have been all alone [Am]And through my window the moonlight she shone [F]And on my walls the fire she danced [G]Playing out my very last chance to [C]run...run...run...run... [Am]Don't look back, you're moving too fast [F]I know a place, I've seen the face [G]And I'll take the high road from factory to factory Oh 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 them But there are others I have known as poor souls, sores exposed To 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... I know a place, I've seen a face And I'll take the coast from factory to factory Oh yeah... These are not my people, I should never have come here I know a place, I've seen a face And I'll take the coast from factory to factory Oh yeah...