Shiftwork Lyrics

Shift work, hard work, tired body, a blue-collar shirt and a baseball cap
Union made

He's hot, sweat drops, 'round the clock
Door never locks
And the noise never stops
Night or day
Workin' seven to three
Three to eleven
Eleven to seven

Shift work, tough work, for the busy convenience store clerk
Two feet that hurt, goin' insane
She's mad at some lad
Drove off and didn't pay for his gas and he won't be the last
'round the clock pain
Workin' seven to three
Three to eleven
Eleven to seven

I'm talkin 'bout a bunch of shift work
A big ol' pile of shift work
Seven to three
Three to eleven
Eleven to seven
Well I worked, shift work,
For ten years man, I hated that work
Then I made a break
With the money I saved

It took me
To the beach
To have a beer by the edge of the sea
And this 'round the clock place
I drank my money away

We partied
Seven to three
Three to eleven
Eleven to seven
I'm talkin' 'bout a bunch of shift work
A big ol' pile of shift work
Seven to three
Three to eleven
Eleven to seven

[instrumental interlude]

Talkin' 'bout a bunch of shift work
A big ol' pile of shift work
Seven to three
Three to eleven
Eleven to seven

Seven to three
Three to eleven
Eleven to seven