He's taking tablets for his job

To get him through his day

From one end to another

He's taking tablets for his job

To get him through his life

From one end to another

Poor John



Another drink, and then he's on his way

To do his work for another day

Another pint, and then he's on his way

Just another half a day

Poor John



Muscles aching from the sweat and strain

Head falling to the floor

Of the morning train

Drowning in the misery of life

From A to B, then back again

(then back again)

Poor John