Maarten Peters and The Dream

He's working in a factory
But he doesn't like his job
He hates the work he's doing
But he can't afford to stop

He's got a wife, he's got four children
He's got a cheap rented house
And on Saturday they go shopping
In a crowded warehouse

And there are much to of people
Is waiting for the things they have to buy
His wife is nervous, kids are crying
And he thinks he wants to die

He's a factory man
In this garden of Eden
And he works, he's a spade
It's a land

He's a factory man
And his bosses, they cheat him
Isn't he what you are?

He would like to have studied
But his parents could not pay
So he was pushed to a trade
On his fourteenth birthday

He's too old to go back to school
Besides, he hasn't got the time
Takin' care of his children
It has become his first prime

He's a factory man
In this garden of Eden
And he works, he's a spade
It's a land

He's a factory man
And his bosses, they cheat him
Isn't he what you are?
What I am
You're a factory man!

He's a factory man
And his bosses, they cheat him
Isn't he what you are?
What I am

Factory man