Smokey Factory Blues
(专辑: The Free Electric Band - 1973)
Early in the
misty, misty morning Heading for another freeway jam Sleepy eyed and shivering Waking up and wishing It was Sunday. I
wish it was Sunday On the
radio they're playing love songs Songs that make me want to turn around Factory gates are up ahead I
wish that I
was home in bed With you, my love, back home with you, my love But I
work to make a
living And I
work without a
break And I
work when I
am sleeping And I
work when I'm awake Yes, and I'd like to leave the
city But I
can't afford the
move And I
think I'm going under With those way down low down smokey factory blues I
was born a
lover, not a
worker Money doesn't smell like sweet perfume Some of us feel out of place With engine oil upon our face Believe me, you'd better believe me And I
work to make a
living And I
work without a
break And I
work when I
am sleeping And I
work when I'm awake Yes, and I'd like to leave the
city But I
can't afford the
move And I
think I'm going under With those way down low down smokey factory blues Yes, and I
work to make a
living And I
work without a
break And I
work when I
am sleeping And I
work when I'm awake Yes, and I'd like to leave the
city...