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Well it's funny how it all works out
Mad men in suits walking about
I'd like to change their point of view someday
But I feel my patience slipping away
Looks like it's time to lay this burden down
Stop messing around
Don't want to go to the grave without a sound
Give the soul a place to rest
Not to ride on the factory belt
Not to ride on the factory belt
Well you do what you can to just get by
With poison all around
It needs no disguise
You can see it on faces
>From the barstools to the door
With no equal chance our respect is no more
Looks like it's time to lay this burden down
Stop messing around
Don't want an early grave in the ground
Give the soul a place a rest
Not to ride on the factory belt
Not to ride on the factory belt
Well it's funny how it all works out
Mad men in suits are walking about
Well I've heard it said
That after seven years of factory belt
It gets in your head
Looks like it's time to lay this burden down
Stop messing around
Don't want to go to the grave without a sound
Give the soul a place a rest
Not to ride on the factory belt
Not to ride on the factory belt
Mad men in suits walking about
I'd like to change their point of view someday
But I feel my patience slipping away
Stop messing around
Don't want to go to the grave without a sound
Give the soul a place to rest
Not to ride on the factory belt
Not to ride on the factory belt
With poison all around
It needs no disguise
You can see it on faces
>From the barstools to the door
With no equal chance our respect is no more
Stop messing around
Don't want an early grave in the ground
Give the soul a place a rest
Not to ride on the factory belt
Not to ride on the factory belt
Mad men in suits are walking about
That after seven years of factory belt
It gets in your head
Stop messing around
Don't want to go to the grave without a sound
Give the soul a place a rest
Not to ride on the factory belt
Not to ride on the factory belt
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This must come from the industrial area around Bellevile, Il, much like "Sauget Wind." The line about going to the grave "without a sound," is a voice of factory protest, or it could be how Jay found his way off the factory belt--through music.
Probably one of their best songs musically. That riff and the noise at the end = TOPS!