The Factory Gates

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So this is the age of the train

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All aboard through the labour 
exchange

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 My mind is running away with me

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I'm a shop worn sales campaign

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Trapped behind yellow cellophane

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 My mind is running away with

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Everything I ever learned

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Comes knocking at my head

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What you thought was way

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Too much is not enough

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They tell you day after day

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To make your way through the 
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factory gates

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What you make on the factory floor

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You take straight to the company 
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store

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They tell you day after day

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To make your way through the 
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factory gates

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'Til they can't break your will 
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anymore

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You are contractually tied to 
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death's door

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  I never left the town I was made 
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In Wicker's World, I'm Michael Palin

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 My mind is running away with me

I record every one of my feelings

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By trying bread bags onto the 
railings

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 My mind is running away with

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Every one you ever loved

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Comes knocking down your door

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What you thought was way

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Too much is not enough

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They tell you day after day

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To make your way through the 
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factory gates

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What you make on the factory floor

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You take straight to the company 
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store

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They tell you day after day

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To make your way through the 
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factory gates

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'Til they can't break your will 
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anymore

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You are contractually tied to 
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death's door


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Not enough, not enough

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I want wider than this island

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Not enough, not enough

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I want brighter than a diamond

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And everything you've ever known

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Is in these city walls

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What you thought was way

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Too much, is not enough, it's not 
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enough

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But when you thought

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"It's way too much"

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It's not enough

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They tell you day after day

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To make your way through the 
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factory gates

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What you make on the factory floor

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You take straight to the company 
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store

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They tell you day after day

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To make your way through the 
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factory gates

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'Til they can't break your will 
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anymore

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You are contractually tied to 
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death's door

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'Til they can't break your will 
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anymore

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You are contractually tied to 
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death's door