Text Písně: Smokey Factory Blues - Steppenwolf

Early in the misty, misty morning
Headin' 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 playin' love songs
Songs that make me want to turn around
Fact'ry 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 goin' under
With those way down low down
Smokey fact'ry 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 better believe me

Další písničky hudební skupiny Steppenwolf:

Steppenwolf - Morning Blue
Steppenwolf - A Fool's Fantasy
Steppenwolf - Fishin' In The Dark
Steppenwolf - For Ladies Only
Steppenwolf - Shackles And Chains

Předchozí písničky hudební skupiny Steppenwolf:

Steppenwolf - Sign On The Line
Steppenwolf - We Like It, We Love It (We Want More Of It)
Steppenwolf - None Of The Above
Steppenwolf - You
Steppenwolf - Every Man For Himself