I've got to learn to pushnI've got to learn to push your buttonsnI've got to learn to punchnI've got to learn to punch-innand drink from styrofoam cupsntry to wake upnto the music of hydraulic precisionnEveryone's frownsncan be measured in poundsnbut I'm learning to love the factorynnI've got to learn to lovenI've got to learn to love my co-workersnI've got to learn to lovenI've got to learn to lovento eat my lunch in my carnlisten to allnof the meaningless conversations aboutnlottery pools, and kids still in schoolnbut I'm learning to love the factory