Backyard Tire Fire Welcome To The Factory
Welcome to the factory
Welcome to the job
Blank stares and bright lights through the night
Charge up your battery
Fill the tank up to the top
No change it’s the same game here tonight
Welcome to history
Welcome to the now
No change play the blame game here tonight
There’s no place for flattery
Ain’t no chance for flight
Just blank stares and bright lights through the night
You’re locked on the clock you’re ready to blow
And nobody knows
You’re capped and you’re trapped you’re on your own
With no place to go
No place left to go
