Factory Day
Echoes of Labor: Unveiling the Struggles in 'Factory Day' by Down by Law
Lyrics
The working man is in my head now
The concept of the working man occupies my thoughts.
Cause in this world we're all together
We are all united in this world.
Trapped in a world he never made
Trapped in a world that the working man did not create.
It's a steel and concrete place - that lasts forever
Describing the industrial environment as enduring and unyielding.
And no one smiles - it's the working class
In this world, the working class seldom smiles.
Who's got time for sympathy?
There is little time for sympathy in the working class's life.
He sees reality, it makes him close his eyes
Reality is harsh, prompting the working man to close his eyes.
Wakes up in the morning and he feels cold
The working man wakes up feeling cold in the morning.
Makes the commute to a faraway place
Commutes to a distant place for work.
But in his head he's even further away
Mentally, he is distant from his physical location.
And no one smiles - it's the working class
In the working class, there is little time for courtesy.
Who's got time for courtesy?
Courtesy is not a priority for the working class.
For every working man who earns a working wage
Expressing the struggles of those earning a working wage.
Who's gonna set us free?
Pondering who will liberate the working class.
The working man is in my head
The idea of the working man remains prominent in my thoughts.
In this world we're all together
Reiteration of the unity in the world.
Remembering a girl he loved
Recalling a past love, perhaps lost.
Now he knows she's gone for good
Acknowledging the irreversible loss of the loved one.
For him everyday is just a cycle
Every day for the working man is a repetitive cycle.
Gets home at night, turns on the color t.v.
Upon returning home, the working man engages with the escapism of television.
Staring at programs set in faraway lands
Watching programs that transport him mentally to distant places.
But the gray world outside his window is all he can see
The grim reality outside his window contrasts with the TV programs.
And no one smiles - it's the working class
In the working class, courtesy is still a luxury.
Who's got time for courtesy?
Courtesy remains unimportant for the working class.
For every working man who earns a working wage
Pondering who will liberate those earning a working wage.
Who's gonna set us free?
Reiteration of the need for liberation in the working class.
Well if you've got a scream inside you better shout it before the real world takes your breath away
Encouraging expression before the harsh realities of life suppress it.
Ideals die fast now if you let them
Ideals perish quickly unless actively preserved.
But where's the future in another factory day?
Raising the question of the future's existence in the monotonous routine of a factory day.
It's easy to say it
Stating the ease of verbalizing ideals.
It's harder to live it
Emphasizing the difficulty of living up to those ideals.
But look around and choose
Encouraging observation of the surroundings and making informed choices.
Remember he's like you
A reminder that the working man is similar to everyone else.
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