Working Class Mind

He's stuck with a working class mind And grooves in the working class grind And walks down the working class street Where the mud sticks under his feet. Always working to pay the rent Or the interest on the mortgage lent Living for the football game So the weekend just grinds the same. Then Monday comes around too soon Five more days on the merry go round Where boredom numbs his joyless mind And the rhythm of life has no rhyme. But Friday night is slowly on its way And Celtic's playing on Pay TV A few pints will help him freeze his mind And help sustain his working class grind.