Working class hero!
When I go home from work at the end of the day,
Such moments are few when I am sober and gay;
I drink to forget and smoke to remember,
And hope that tomorrow things would be better;
On those rare nights when I am sober and fine,
My thoughts make me crazy and I turn to wine;
If you ask me if I’ve had a dull moment, I ll say none,
And I can’t believe myself when I say, I am craving one.