Factory - Live at Fox Theatre, Atlanta, GA - 10/1/1978

Yeah, Bruce

Way down in the lonely street
Next to that hotel
They built a factory

Early in the morning, factory whistle blows
Man rises from bed and puts on his clothes
Man takes his lunch, walks out in the morning light
It's the working, the working, just the working life

Through the mansions of fear, through the mansions of pain
See my daddy walking through them factory gates in the rain
Factory takes his hearing, factory gives him life
The working, the working, just the working life

Well, end of the day, factory whistle cries
Men walk through these gates with death in their eyes
And you just better believe, boy
Somebody's gonna get hurt tonight
It's the working, the working, just the working life
It's the working, the working, just the working life

Ooh-ooh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Ooh-ooh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh



Credits
Writer(s): Bruce Springsteen
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