Sometimes I wonder why do I bother at all
When I could get a job down at the factory and work where all my friends are

It’s no fun starving just to keep your integrity
It’s no fun starving better to work down at the factory

Sometimes I wonder why do I worry about those things that you do
And then I see you late on a Saturday and I know that you’re right
If I had a job you could come and live with me and I would see you every night
If I was working you might come and live with me and I would see you every night

It’s no fun starving for artistic integrity
It’s no fun starving better to work in the big old factory

Starve.

Now if i had a job down at the factory I could buy houses and cars
And late in the evening I could write songs for you on my old broken guitar
And I would have finance we could go dancing like many happy people do
But then I’d be working 9-5 everyday leaves no time for play

It’s no fun starving for artistic integrity
It’s no fun starving better to work down at the factory
It’s no fun starving just to keep your integrity
Better to work in the big old factory
It’s no fun starving just to keep your integrity
Better to work down at the factory with you.

Words: 
Chris Wardman
Music: 
Chris Wardman