Factory
By Shael Riley on Mar 19, 2010 8:53 am
2A03+MMC5 and voice.
Lyrics:
Father turns the gears that spinning weave their trade
Gasoline's been in our blood since bygone days
Robots deftly spin the wires into cars
Mom and sister gone to visiting the stars
Whoa factory
Metal bone and alchemy
Whoa factory
Motor in our hearts
Lost a shipment on the bridge, late last June
We'll be goners if we don't make quota soon.
I was the playmate of a girl when I was ten.
I've been a lowly metal merchant, though, since then.
Whoa factory
Not much human left in me
Whoa factory
Motor in our hearts
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Written for OHC 76:
http://compo.thasauce.net/rounds/view/OHC076
This submission is licensed by author under CC Attribution Noncommercial No Derivative Works (BY-NC-ND)