Poor John — текст песни (Fitzgerald Patrik)

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