3rd Shift #4: Halloween Song

[Sing it to a Brit melody somewhere in the 1800s, vaguely martial, but jaunty...]

You see us leaving in the morning,
Leave as you arrive
We never greet as colleagues, friends,
You pass us and drive by.

We work 3rd shift, it's not our choice,
Who in his right mind would?
The daylight hours are when we sleep -
Or try if we damn could.

I had a life once in the sun,
When life was there to see.
Now in the dark I grind my teeth,
Trying not to weep.

But werewolf blood now fills my dreams,
The full moon rises foul:
When 3rd shift drives life to a halt,
Torn by the machine's howl.

A zombie's curse, this midnight hell,
This vampire's time of day.
But you are safe tucked in your bed,
Our bad lives dreamt away.

Good morning to the midnight shift!
The moon is rising high!
There is no one to watch us work,
Care if we live or die!