Il testo della Smoke big factory

Lookin through a pair of sad eyes
Never feelin glad eyes
Wantin things they never had eyes
In the middle of up stream

Want the pictures in the green frame
Reputation with a clean name
Sing a tune without the dream fame
For a hundred maybe two

So smoke big factory
Smoke big factory

Now theyre blowin up the islands
And theyre shootin in the highlands
Soon i know theyll be on my lands
Tis a bitter tale for true

So smoke big factory
Smoke big factory

Smoke big factory
Smoke big factory