'Til The Cows Come Home
Paddy McAloon
Aren't you a skinny kid - Just like his poppa
Where's he working ? - He's not working
Thin as the smile I wear
Cold as the beaches you comb
Till the cows come home
Tell the truth again - Tell the truth again
Near to the knuckle, near to the knuckle
Why're you laughing ? - You call that laughing ?
Wearing your death's head grin - Even the fishes are thin
When the boat comes in
Things are better now - Things are better now
We've education
I doff my cap to a life that lets you
Dream a poor man's dream
But he can't have his coffee with cream
Till the cows come home