Factory Girls

Build a bridge or maybe two Together held with footsteps she outgrew But now she sits alone, everyone's long gone She dances in a photograph When it was good to joke and have a laugh But that was yesterday, if only today Now these walls are crawling faces that still breathe But before she nods her head what's left but sleep She hears a chorus of factory girls Singin' in the streets Drinkin' their coca-colas After washing your filthy sheets Chasin' down the avenue After a childhood that she never knew Choking on woodbine Cigarettes just kill the time Now these walls are crawling faces that still breathe But before she nods her head what's left but sleep