. Through the mansions of fear, through the mansions of pain,. I see my daddy walking through them factory gates in the rain,. Factory takes his hearing, factory gives him life,. The working, the working
Fear takes my breath away. I'm saving my skin. Dogs bark at a stranger's feet. I act without thinking Fear fights for the driver's seat. Keeps breaking the chain. Next time he rides in the boot
fall? But then fear, fear, fear takes control. Fear, fear, fear of the unknown Imagine two complete strangers. Who suspect they were meant to be. Both in need of love and affection. Yet their
Five miles out of London on the Western Avenue. Must have been a wonder when it was brand new. Talkin' 'bout the splendor of the Hoover factory. I know that you'd agree if you had seen it too It's
