Soap Factory

You have your limits, I know them all too well All those slogans and gimmicks, don’t do much to help You're on your way, down from the bottom

Nothing to say just turning rotten

And You don’t say much of anything unless it sells

You don’t do much for anyone except yourself

Woah x2 oh Woah x3 ho x2 uh huh uh huh

Contemned and lifeless

Pastures (are) no longer green

I bet billion tons of soap could wash it clean

You're on your way, down from the bottom

Nothing 2 say just turning rotten

You don’t say much of anything unless it sells

You don’t do much for anyone except yourself

Woah x2 oh Woah x3 ho x2 uh huh uh huh

You're on your way, down from the bottom

Nothing to say just turning rotten

Yeah