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Working At The Factory

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All my life I've been a workin' man When I was at school they said that's all you'll ever understand No profession. I didn't figure in their plans So they sent me down factory to be a workin' man All I lived for, All I lived for All I lived for was to get out of the factory Now I'm here seemingly free, but working at the factory. The music came along and gave new life to me And gave me hope back in 1983 The music came and set me free From working at the factory All I lived for, All I lived for All I lived for was to get out of the factory All I lived for, All I lived for All I lived for was to get out of the factory Never wanted to be like everybody else But now there are so many like me sitting on the shelf They sold us a dream but in reality It was just another factory I made the music , thought that was mine It made me free , but that was in another time But then the corporations and the big combines Turned musicians into factory workers on assembly lines. All I lived for, All I lived for All I lived for was to get out of the factory We made the music to set ourselves free From working at the factory. All my life I've put in a working day Now it's sign the contract. Get production on the way Take the money, make the music pay Working at the factory All I lived for was to get out of the factory. Never wanted to be like everybody else But now there are so many like me sitting on the shelf They sold us a dream but in reality Was just another factory Working at the factory.

The Factory

WARREN ZEVON "Sentimental Hygiene"
(Warren Zevon) I was born in '63 Got a little job in the factory I don't know much about Kennedy I was too busy working in the factory We got a kid that's two, we got another one due We get by the best we can do The factory's got a good medical plan And, cousin, I'm a union man Saying, Yes sir, no sir, yes sir, no sir, yes sir, no sir - Work ! I was born in Mechanicsburg My daddy worked for Pontiac 'til he got hurt Now he's on disability And I got his old job in the factory Saying, Yes sir, no sir, yes sir, no sir, yes sir, no sir - Work ! Early in the morning I feel a chill The factory whistle blows loud and shrill I'd kill my wife or she'd kill me But we gotta go to work in the factory Six days a week at the factory Up early in the morning at the factory I've been working in the factory Johnny, I've been working in the factory Kickin' asbestos in the factory Punchin' out Chryslers in the factory Breathin' that plastic in the factory Makin' polyvinyl chloride in the factory

The Free Electric Band

Albert Hammond "Golden Classics"
My father is a doctor he's a family man my mother works for charity whenever she can and they're both good clean americans who abide by the law and they both stick up for liberty and they both support the war my happiness was paid for when they laid their money down for summers in a summer camp and winters in the town my future in the system was talked about and planned but I gave it up for music and The Free Electric Band I went to school in handwashed shirts with neatly ordered hair and the school was big and newly built and filled with light and air and the teachers taught us values that we had to learn to keep and they'd clip the ear of any idle kid who went to sleep my father organised for me a college in the east but I went to California the sunshine and the beach my parents and my lecturers could never understand why I gave it up for music and The Free Electric Band well they used to sit and speculate upon their son's career a lawyer or a doctor or a civil engineer just give me bread and water put a guitar in my hand cos all i need is music and The Free Electric Band my father sent me money and I spent it very fast on a girl I met in Berkeley in a social science class yes and we learnt about her body but her mind we didn't know until deep rooted attitudes and morals began to show she wanted to get married even though she never said but I knew her well enough by now to see inside her head she'd settle for suburbia and a little patch of land so I gave her up for music and The Free Electric Band ooh....The Free Electric Band....

Free The Music

JERROD NIEMANN "Free The Music"
Free the music, unleash the vibe Of a psychedelic relic from the trailer park tribe With a 12 pack of audio beer Designed to make you move like a puppeteer Twang town sound taking a trip Gonna shake this town like it's the Vegas strip It's one of those days you need one of those nights You throw your hands in the air and let your birdies fly [Chorus:] Free the music (C'mon blast your stereo) Free the music (Whoa) Free the music (Here we go) You gotta free your mind It's party time Free the music, unbreak the chains Let my straightjacket racket run through your veins Don't care where you come from or what you wear IT's what makes you tap your feet and shake your derriere Tell me who came here to get light as a neon light, right We're here to dehydrate the nation Grab your liquid creation and hold it high [Repeat Chorus] Soundtrack dump it Bassman drummer boy pump it Brassoline Trumpets Hey, so I asked myself what could I get If I mixed a doney with some violins Well, tonight I solved that riddle When I found myself some cocky brass kickin' fiddles Playin' Free the music Free The Music Free the music You Gotta Free your mind It's party time [Repeat Chorus] Free the music, wherever you go In the car, in the bar, in the studio If your'e sittin' alone with a bottle of jack Listenin' for tradition skip to the next track

Vintage Wine

MOODY BLUES "Sur La Mer"
I remember the taste of the vintage wine From '63 through to '69 And I'm proud of the things we believed in then If I had the chance I'd go around again Oh I tell you We were young and free Oh I'll tell you 'Cause I was there you see And I look to the future with open arms And the songs that flow from my old guitar And I want to be there when the music plays And the lights go up on the empty stage Oh I tell you Music set me free Oh I tell you It sounds so good to me And if you're into wandering Underneath the stars We'll take the trip together Through this magic world of ours And If you're still uncertain Just what we can be Well baby make your mind up Get you things and follow me 'Cause if you're into romance baby Love will find a way And if you're into dreaming Dream with me I remember the sounds of the childrens prayer The laughing eyes and the golden hair And as hard as I try Not a day goes by That I don't think of them I tell you We can be so free Oh I tell you If you'll be there with me

Tango-ballad

Kurt Weill "Threepenny Opera"
Tango -Ballad There was a time, and now it's all gone by When we two lived together, she and I The way we were, was just the way to be I cared for her, and she took care of me And that arrangement seemed to work perfectly The milkman rang the bell, I got out of bed I opened up her purse, paid him what he said I had a glass of milk, and back in bed I'd climb You understand she was out working all the time And so we lived, me and my little mouse In that snug two by four where we kept house That was a time, and now it's all gone by When we were poor but happy, he and I But when the day would bring no job to me He'd curse and say how lazy can you be I'll let him huff and puff I've worked long enoguh But when he drank too much, I'd get kinda grim And shout the house down how I stood a clown like him And then he'd turn around and try to bite my arm And I would kick him in the teeth, meaning no harm It was so sweet to be his little spouse In that foul two by four where played house Oh happy time and now it's all gone by Until we quit each other, you and I You stayed in bed all day and don't you smirk You know we said that you'd do all the work Now sleep's for the night they say It ain't bad by day So then I had my fill, swore I wouldn't stir It looked like soon I would be taking care of her You'd think a woman had a right to have one gripe You left me flat. Well I just ain't the working type We locked the door and each commenced to roam Goodbye sweet two by four that we called home

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