It's hard to live in a factory city
Auto metropole of the new kingdom come
Where you can look out of the glass, sure
And you can, maybe, glimpse the sun
But imagination spans further than
Fish and chips and beans from a can
A different taste and smell
All my dreams go further than
I write myself into every story
Heroes and villains well,
Well the boys around here
They just want to get you tied down
They never have the touch
They never want to leave this town
I've known a few exceptions
Who don't get off on expectations
All they need is the here and now
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