Текст (слова) песни: Patti Smith - Piss Factory

Sixteen and time to pay off

I got this job in a piss factory inspecting pipe

Forty hours thirty-six dollars a week

But its a paycheck, jack.

Its so hot in here, hot like sahara

You could faint in the heat

But these bitches are just too lame to understand

Too goddamned grateful to get this job

To know theyre getting screwed up the ass

All these women they got no teeth or gum or cranium

And the way they suck hot sausage

But me well I wasnt sayin too much neither

I was moral school girl hard-working asshole

I figured I was speedo motorcycle

I had to earn my dough, had to earn my dough

But no you gotta, you gotta [relate, babe,]

You gotta find the rhythm within

Floor boss slides up to me and he says

"hey sister, you just movin too fast,

You screwin up the quota,

You doin your piece work too fast,

Now you get off your mustang sally

You aint goin nowhere, you aint goin nowhere."

I lay back. I get my nerve up. I take a swig of romilar

And walk up to hot shit dot hook and I say

"hey, hey sister it dont matter whether I do labor fast or slow,

Theres always more labor after."

Shes real catholic, see. she fingers her cross and she says

"theres one reason. theres one reason.

You do it my way or I push your face in.

We knee you in the john if you dont get off your get off your mustang sally,

If you dont shake it up baby." shake it up, baby. twist & shout"

Oh that I could will a radio here. james brown singing

"i lost someone" or the jesters and the paragons

And georgie woods the guy with the goods and guided missiles ...

But no, I got nothin, no diversion, no window,

Nothing here but a porthole in the plaster, in the plaster,

Where I look down, look at sweet theresas convent

All those nurses, all those nuns scattin round

With their bloom hoods like cats in mourning.

Oh to me they, you know, to me they look pretty damn free down there

Down there not having crystal smooth

Not having to smooth those hands against hot steel

Not having to worry about the [inspeed] the dogma the [inspeed] of labor

They look pretty damn free down there,

And the way they smell, the way they smell

And here I gotta be up here smellin dot hooks midwife sweat

I would rather smell the way boys smell--

Oh those schoolboys the way their legs flap under the desks in study hall

That odor rising roses and ammonia

And way their dicks droop like lilacs

Or the way they smell that forbidden acrid smell

But no I got, I got pink clammy lady in my nostril

Her against the wheel me against the wheel

Oh slow motion inspection is drivin me insane

In steel next to dot hook -- oh we may look the same--

Shoulder to shoulder sweatin 110 degrees

But I will never faint, I will never faint

They laugh and they expect me to faint but I will never faint

I refuse to lose, I refuse to fall down

Because you see its the monotony thats got to me

Every afternoon like the last one

Every afternoon like a rerun next to dot hook

And yeah we look the same

Both pumpin steel, both sweatin

But you know she got nothin to hide

And I got something to hide here called desire

I got something to hide here called desire

And I will get out of here--

You know the fiery potion is just about to come

In my nose is the taste of sugar

And I got nothin to hide here save desire

And Im gonna go, Im gonna get out of here

Im gonna get out of here, Im gonna get on that train,

Im gonna go on that train and go to new york city

Im gonna be somebody, Im gonna get on that train, go to new york city,

Im gonna be so bad Im gonna be a big star and I will never return,

Never return, no, never return, to burn out in this piss factory

And I will travel light.

Oh, watch me now.

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Its so hot in here, hot like sahara You could faint in the heat But these bitches are just too lame to understand Too goddamned grateful to get this job To know theyre getting screwed up the ass All these women they got no teeth or gum or cranium And the way they suck hot sausage But me well I wasnt sayin too much neither I was moral school girl hard-working asshole I figured I was speedo motorcycle I had to earn my dough, had to earn my dough But no you gotta, you gotta [relate, babe,] You gotta find the rhythm within Floor boss slides up to me and he says "hey sister, you just movin too fast, You screwin up the quota, You doin your piece work too fast, Now you get off your mustang sally You aint goin nowhere, you aint goin nowhere." I lay back. I get my nerve up. I take a swig of romilar And walk up to hot shit dot hook and I say "hey, hey sister it dont matter whether I do labor fast or slow, Theres always more labor after." Shes real catholic, see. she fingers her cross and she says "theres one reason. theres one reason. You do it my way or I push your face in. We knee you in the john if you dont get off your get off your mustang sally, If you dont shake it up baby." shake it up, baby. twist & shout" Oh that I could will a radio here. james brown singing "i lost someone" or the jesters and the paragons And georgie woods the guy with the goods and guided missiles ... But no, I got nothin, no diversion, no window, Nothing here but a porthole in the plaster, in the plaster, Where I look down, look at sweet theresas convent All those nurses, all those nuns scattin round With their bloom hoods like cats in mourning. Oh to me they, you know, to me they look pretty damn free down there Down there not having crystal smooth Not having to smooth those hands against hot steel Not having to worry about the [inspeed] the dogma the [inspeed] of labor They look pretty damn free down there, And the way they smell, the way they smell And here I gotta be up here smellin dot hooks midwife sweat I would rather smell the way boys smell-- Oh those schoolboys the way their legs flap under the desks in study hall That odor rising roses and ammonia And way their dicks droop like lilacs Or the way they smell that forbidden acrid smell But no I got, I got pink clammy lady in my nostril Her against the wheel me against the wheel Oh slow motion inspection is drivin me insane In steel next to dot hook -- oh we may look the same-- Shoulder to shoulder sweatin 110 degrees But I will never faint, I will never faint They laugh and they expect me to faint but I will never faint I refuse to lose, I refuse to fall down Because you see its the monotony thats got to me Every afternoon like the last one Every afternoon like a rerun next to dot hook And yeah we look the same Both pumpin steel, both sweatin But you know she got nothin to hide And I got something to hide here called desire I got something to hide here called desire And I will get out of here-- You know the fiery potion is just about to come In my nose is the taste of sugar And I got nothin to hide here save desire And Im gonna go, Im gonna get out of here Im gonna get out of here, Im gonna get on that train, Im gonna go on that train and go to new york city Im gonna be somebody, Im gonna get on that train, go to new york city, Im gonna be so bad Im gonna be a big star and I will never return, Never return, no, never return, to burn out in this piss factory And I will travel light. 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