Lookin’ through a pair of sad eyes
never feelin’ glad eyes
wantin’ things they never had eyes
in the middle of up stream
Want the pictures in the green frame
reputation with a clean name
sing a tune without the dream fame
for a hundred maybe two
So smoke big factory
Now they’re blowin’ up the islands
and they’re shootin’ in the highlands
soon i know they’ll be on my lands
‘tis a bitter tale for true
So smoke big factory