Factory Forehead

The length of your forehead

You know not quite what I mean

A matter of plastic was forced

Somewhere in between

You lowered it down

They had it all over you

When you were caught up

Was someone standing but

For you

There were metal strips glowing and

Hot wires burning underneath

Watery eyes seeing

But hardly

Through the steam

The sheet metal flew

All throughout the dark room

All someone said to me

Was hurry put your coat on

Well, okay

We're moving out

The length of your forehead

You know not quite what I mean

A matter of plastic was forced

Somewhere in between

You lowered it down

They had it all over you

When you were caught up

Was someone standing but

For you

There were metal strips glowing and

Hot wires burning underneath

Watery eyes seeing

But hardly

Through the steam

Can't hear what you say

My work condition's okay

Only thing I fear

Don't want to be left down here

Well, okay

We're moving out