We didn't forget about our semi-regular Sunday series systematically laying out the case why Ray Davies is the best songwriter ever in rock & roll, we just got busy. I put out a new tune, click here to listen, and with summer and gigs and the coffee shop and... anyway, let's get on with it. Enjoy! - Colin G.
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The Kinks - "Working at the Factory" written by Ray Davies
Sure, Think Visual isn't a masterpiece relative to other Kinks efforts, but as always, it has a number of gems scattered throughout. Considering this is TWENTY FIRST album released by The Kinks makes the it that much more impressive. Or put another way, has your favorite band released twenty- one records? That's what I thought. Get bent. Ray Davies is the best.
"Working At The Factory"
All my life, I've been a workin' man
When I was at school they said that's all you'll ever understand
No profession, I didn't figure in their plans
So they sent me down the factory to be a workin' man
All I lived for, all I lived for
All I lived for was to get out of the factory
Now I'm here seemingly free, but working at the factory
Then music came along and gave new life to me
And gave me hope back in 1963
The music came and set me free
From working at the factory
All I lived for, all I lived for
Was to get out of the factory
All I lived for, all I lived for
Was to get out of the factory
Never wanted to be like everybody else
But now there are so many like me sitting on the shelf
They sold us a dream but in reality
It was just another factory
I made the music, thought that it was mine
It made me free, but that was in another time
But then the corporations and the big combines
Turned musicians into factory workers on assembly lines
All we live for, all we live for
All we live for is to get out of the factory
We made the music to set ourselves free
From working at the factory
All my life I've put in a working day
Now it's sign the contract, get production on the way
Take the money, make the music pay
Working at the factory
All I lived for was to get out of the factory
Never wanted to be like everybody else
But now there are so many like me sitting on the shelf
They sold us a dream that in reality
Was just another factory
Working at the factory