Factory
Wainwright Martha Lyrics

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These are not my people, I should never have come here
The chick with a dick and the gift for the gab
I know a place, I've seen the face
And I'll take the coast from factory to factory
Ah

These night's that I've been on the road
Through my window the moonlight she shone

And on my walls the fire she danced
Playing out my very last chance to run, run, run, run
Don't look back, you're moving too fast
I know a place, I've seen the face
And I'll take the high road from factory to factory
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Ah yeah
Ah yeah

There are millions and millions of people around
On my TV, walking my streets, making sounds
And I can walk with them I love them I need their love
There are others I have known as poor souls, sores exposed
The the run-of-the-mill, the destitute, and the cold
Sores exposed to the blisters and shards
Where any kind of kindness is as far as the sun, the sun
The sun, the sun, run, run, run, run
I know a place, I've seen a face
And I'll take the coast from factory to factory
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Ah yeah
Ah yeah

Run, run
Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmm

These are not my people, I should never have come here
I know a place, I've seen the face
Take the coast from factory to factory
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Ah yeah
Ah yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah

Ah yeah
Ah yeah...

Overall Meaning

The song Factory by Wainwright Martha is a striking commentary on people's struggles to find love and acceptance in a world where social norms determine what is acceptable and what is not. Wainwright begins by proclaiming that the people around her are not the people she belongs with. She feels unwanted and out of place, calling out a "chick with a dick" as she mourns her lack of connection with the individuals around her. Regardless, she decides to take the high road from factory to factory, presumably in search of what is missing from her life.

As the song progresses, Wainwright speaks of the many people she has encountered on her journey. Some she loves and needs in her life, while others are "poor souls, sores exposed," enduring constant pain and isolation. She acknowledges that in a vast sea of people, it is challenging to find genuine kindness and compassion. Still, she remains determined to keep moving forward, even if it means running away from what she knows.

Factory is a song that speaks to the human experience of alienation and isolation. In a world where society dictates what is normal and acceptable, it can be challenging to find belonging and acceptance. While the song touches on somber themes, Wainwright's powerful voice and the song's upbeat rhythm give the impression that perseverance and hope are possible even in the darkest of times.

Line by Line Meaning

These are not my people, I should never have come here
I feel uncomfortable in this place, around these people.

The chick with a dick and the gift for the gab
I see someone who can speak well and has an unconventional appearance.

I know a place, I've seen the face And I'll take the coast from factory to factory
I do not want to stay here, I will keep moving from one factory to another.

These nights that I've been on the road Through my window the moonlight she shone And on my walls the fire she danced Playing out my very last chance to run, run, run, run
I have been traveling and I feel like I am running away from something. I see the moon and fire, reminding me of my last chance to escape.

Don't look back, you're moving too fast
Do not stop or slow down, keep moving.

There are millions and millions of people around On my TV, walking my streets, making sounds
There are so many people in the world, and they are all around me, even when I am not physically with them.

And I can walk with them I love them I need their love There are others I have known as poor souls, sores exposed
I can connect with people and seek love and affection from them. But I also see those who are struggling and in pain.

The run-of-the-mill, the destitute, and the cold Sores exposed to the blisters and shards Where any kind of kindness is as far as the sun, the sun The sun, the sun, run, run, run, run
I see people who are ordinary, poor, and suffering. They are exposed to harsh conditions and do not receive kindness easily.

Run, run Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmm
I feel the need to keep moving and running away.

Oh yeah Oh yeah Ah yeah Ah yeah
These are sounds of excitement, agreeing and affirming.

Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Martha Wainwright

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