Up at eight, you can't be late
For Matthew & Son, he won't wait
Watch them run down to platform one
And the eight thirty train to Matthew & SonMatthew & Son, the work's never done
There's always something new
The files in your head, you take them to bed
You're never, ever, through
And they've been workin' all day, all day, all dayThere's a five minute break and that's all you take
For a cup of cold coffee and a piece of cakeMatthew & Son, the work's never done
There's always something new
The files in your head, you take them to bed
You're never, ever, through
And they've been workin' all day, all day, all dayHe's got people who've been workin' for fifty years
No one asks for more money 'cause nobody dares
Even though they're pretty low and their rent's in arrearsMatthew & Son, Matthew & Son
Matthew & Son, Matthew & Son
And they've been workin' all day, all day, all dayMatthew & Son
Matthew & Son
Matthew & Son
Matthew & Son