What about that smell, you ask

Coffee and cigarettes

In their clich├ęd morning routine

A blue collar worker needs his strength

4 in the morning and all my troubles stir

The bright computer screen

That uncomfortable early morning breeze

You could shut that, you know

Oh, the locking door you hear

Blue Collar heading to work

A rumbling engine, you say

That's just his beat up Chevy engine igniting

My little 4 cyl won't share the same fate

No work in the morning?

My world so different

And I'm just across the hall