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I Belong in a Factory Lyrics
Life in 360 degrees
I'm just one of the busy bees
Buzzing in time to the one two threes
Doing heavy lifting that destroyed my knees
Kids today they never say please
But todays angry youth ain't angry enough for me
I'm being all I can be on a working mans salary
I belong in a factory
Maybe one day I'll take a day off or three
and I'll build you a house in a tree
so you can look down as the factory con-
sumed me
In due time you will come to see
there is nothing wrong with you
that's not wrong with me
With everybody here stepping on my beard
it's a wonder that both ends always meet
but we separate the chaff from the wheat
todays middle class is just so bourgeoisie
and I'm picking up my disease
on my working mans salary
I belong in a factory
Maybe one day I'll get my foreman to see
that productivity is going up in the factory be-
cause of me
Once I was led to believe that you'd return
and come back to me
Working the earth and planting our seeds
Growing alfalfa, carrots and peas
Now my heart it just bleeds
and bleeds and bleeds
ever since you felt the need to open your mouth
and sneeze all over my working mans salary
I belong in a factory
Maybe one day when it's under lock and key
We can start a colony
for people who used to be people in the factory
Like me
Let's hear it for the factory
The only thing that understood me truly
Made a factory man out of me
Three cheers for the factory
Go factory
I'm just one of the busy bees
Buzzing in time to the one two threes
Doing heavy lifting that destroyed my knees
But todays angry youth ain't angry enough for me
I'm being all I can be on a working mans salary
Maybe one day I'll take a day off or three
and I'll build you a house in a tree
so you can look down as the factory con-
sumed me
there is nothing wrong with you
that's not wrong with me
With everybody here stepping on my beard
it's a wonder that both ends always meet
but we separate the chaff from the wheat
todays middle class is just so bourgeoisie
and I'm picking up my disease
on my working mans salary
Maybe one day I'll get my foreman to see
that productivity is going up in the factory be-
cause of me
and come back to me
Working the earth and planting our seeds
Growing alfalfa, carrots and peas
Now my heart it just bleeds
and bleeds and bleeds
ever since you felt the need to open your mouth
and sneeze all over my working mans salary
Maybe one day when it's under lock and key
We can start a colony
for people who used to be people in the factory
Like me
The only thing that understood me truly
Made a factory man out of me
Three cheers for the factory
Go factory
Song Info
Submitted by
greger On Oct 26, 2009
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I guess its about nobody giving enough respect to the working backbone of today's society, even when they get paid almost nothing and eventually end up destroyed physically because of the hard work and then can not pay for their medical conditions later in life. Amazing song by electric six once again.
Agree with this, with the addition that it seems to address the people of leisure who "open your mouth and sneeze all over my working mans salary," because in his situation doesn't have the time/money to be artistic or intellectual. I think the person he's talking to might be equally poor, but underemployed; a grimy steelworker trying to tell a pierced barista they aren't so different.
Agree with this, with the addition that it seems to address the people of leisure who "open your mouth and sneeze all over my working mans salary," because in his situation doesn't have the time/money to be artistic or intellectual. I think the person he's talking to might be equally poor, but underemployed; a grimy steelworker trying to tell a pierced barista they aren't so different.
Agree with this, with the addition that it seems to address the people of leisure who "open your mouth and sneeze all over my working mans salary," because in his situation doesn't have the time/money to be artistic or intellectual. I think the person he's talking to might be equally poor, but underemployed; a grimy steelworker trying to tell a pierced barista they aren't so different.
Agree with this, with the addition that it seems to address the people of leisure who "open your mouth and sneeze all over my working mans salary," because in his situation doesn't have the time/money to be artistic or intellectual. I think the person he's talking to might be equally poor, but underemployed; a grimy steelworker trying to tell a pierced barista they aren't so different.
Agree with this, with the addition that it seems to address the people of leisure who "open your mouth and sneeze all over my working mans salary," because in his situation doesn't have the time/money to be artistic or intellectual. I think the person he's talking to might be equally poor, but underemployed; a grimy steelworker trying to tell a pierced barista they aren't so different.
Agree with this, with the addition that it seems to address the people of leisure who "open your mouth and sneeze all over my working mans salary," because in his situation doesn't have the time/money to be artistic or intellectual. I think the person he's talking to might be equally poor, but underemployed; a grimy steelworker trying to tell a pierced barista they aren't so different.
I think it's about expressing the frustrations and woes of one's lovelife into hard labor, in this case leading to a lifetime of workaholism. the third verse is about an experiment with mixing his love and work lives with work being a higher priority. I think it's actually a pretty sad song when you listen to the lyrics structure, but it's probably my favorite by the band.
His gold-digger girlfriend left him because she saw him as a lowly factory worker and she wanted more. Now he's somewhere between proud and resentful about his working class status.