LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeSmokey Factory Blues
Early in the misty misty morning headin' for another freeway jamSleepy eyed and shriverin' wakin' up and wishin' it was SundayI wish it was SundayOn the radio they're playin' love songs songsthat make me wanna turn aroundFactory gates are up ahead I wished that I was moment deadWith you right now back home with you right nowBut I work to make a living and I work without a breakAnd I work when I am sleeping and I work when I'm awakeYes and I'd like to leave the city but I can't afford to moveAnd I think I'm going under with them wayDown lowdown smokey factory bluesI was born a lover not a worker moneydoesn't smell like sweet perfumeSome of us feel out of place engine oil upon our faceBelieve me you better believe meI work to make a living and I work without a breakAnd I work when I am sleeping and I work when I'm awakeYes and I'd like to leave the city but I can't afford to moveAnd I think I'm going under with them waydown lowdown smokey factory bluesBut I work to make a living and I work without a breakAnd I work when I am sleeping and I work when I'm awakeYes and I'd like to leave the city but I can't afford to moveAnd I think I'm going under with them waydown lowdown smokey factory blues
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