[Verse] 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 [Verse] 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 [Chorus] 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 goin’ under With those way down low down smokey factory blues                [Verse] 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 [Chorus] 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 goin’ under With those way down low down smokey factory blues                [Chorus] 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 goin’ under With those way down low down smokey factory blues