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Midday Class
A Lazarus Soul
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Like a hangover dense as a city smog
Followed me like a big black dog
I couldn't face them on the floor
So I spent the morning in the bog
Felt like a century long sixteen years
Since we lifted Sam up by the big ears
When the foreman wrapped upon the door
I swore I wouldn't drink for 16 more
His face looked like someone had died
The news had broke when we arrived
The young ones hearts had hit the floor
Our jobs were off to Bangalore
There was two weeks statutory pay
Two flat weeks for every year
As the bills clog up the letter box
That won't take long to disappear
Drunk as a rule
Propped on the tall stool
The first one here to leave the last
But I'm back on song, back where I belong
Once again among the midday class
In the neighbourhood there was nothing doing
With a job as rare as the sun in June
So we smoked some puff, and cards were played
Sold socks and jocks and razor blades
See when times are tough
They are at their peak
In the underground economy
When middle Ireland is in decline
The fakes as good as genuine
So we're poor unkempt
But we're tax exempt
Our labour days are long since past
With self-esteem sold by the glass
When you move among the midday class
Those Europeans are a sneaky shower
Wrestled away the reins of power
They'll be implementing tax galore
'Til we're back to days of half a door
There is no room in the dole queues
While at the polling stations, there are but few
When once we fought with hurls and tools
To defend the right to our home rule
So were no-one's slaves
We are an enclave
Autonomy from a silver flask
Through the civil shackles cleanly pass
The tattooed limbs of the midday class
Now our way of life good folks resent
In the courthouse of public sentiment
'Til on the road to Damascus, they're gunned down
Moments after enlightenment
You break your back to pay your stamps
You live your life out like a tramp
Believing you'll get your fair share
And the hounds believes he'll catch the hare
Come join the unwaged
Leave your debts unpaid
See the world through amber glass
Let you burden ease into a dizzy gaze
In an afternoon with the midday class
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