These are not my people, I should never have come here   The chick with a dick and the gift for the gab   I know a place, I've seen a face   I'll take the coast from factory to factory, ah      These night's that I've been all alone   Through my window the moonlight, she shone   And on my walls the fire she danced   Playing out my very last chance to run, run, run, run      Don't look back, you're moving too fast   I know a place, I've seen a face   I'll take the roads from factory to factory oh   There are millions and millions of people around   On my TV, walking my streets, making sounds   Then I can walk with them, I love the money then I      But there are others I have known as poor souls, sores exposed   To the run-of-the-mill, the destitute and the cold   And the sores exposed to the blisters and shards   Where any kind of kindness is as far as the sun, the sun   The sun, the sun, run, run, run, run, I know a place, I've seen a face   And I'll take the coast from factory to factory   Oh yeah, oh yeah, ah yeah, ah      These are not my people, I should never have come here   Oh I know a place, I've seen a face   I'll take the high road from factory to factory oh yeah, oh yeah   Ah yeah, ah, oh yeah, oh yeah, ah