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the desperate bicycles - (i make the) product lyrics

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does anybody live here?
it’s [?] strange
it’s bleak and it’s sleek, it’s magnetic

i hate to be a [?]
to watch a steady mess
i’d love to get away to where it’s nothing less

i watch a [?] from a thousand miles away
another gray container, another working day
i think about my feelings but i don’t feel them here
just [?], move

underneath the factory floor
in between the canteen door
escape routes exist

loading, packing, filling, routing in the main
n-body has access to the use of their brain
looking at the clock waiting for a break
now that i’m stuck away, my fingers start to ache

the radio always playing and it [?] around
but i’m only listening for the sound of payday anyhow
it’s no good talking when my mind is in a well
circles like a great machine that’s revolving into h-ll

just outside the factory walls
the sound of music calls
escape routes exist

i make the product
i am the product
i use the product
i hate the product

my mind is on a problem, my mind is on a song
my mind is [?] it doesn’t belong
it pays to do your duty, they pay me for my time
i run away and spend it on another factory line

does anybody live here
a company [?]
it’s so unattractive
listening to the [?] drums
leaves me inactive

underneath the factory floor
in between the canteen door
escape routes exist

i make the product
i am the product
i use the product
and the product is
and the product is

- the desperate bicycles lyrics

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