'Til the Cows Come Home

Aren't you a skinny kid - just like his poppa
 Where's he working? - he's not working
 Thin as the smile I wear
 Cold as the beaches you comb
 Till the cows come home
 Tell the truth again - tell the truth again
 Near to the knuckle, near to the knuckle
 Why're you laughing? - you call that laughing?
 Wearing your death's head grin - even the fishes are thin
 When the boat comes in
 Things are better now - things are better now
 We've education
 I doff my cap to a life that lets you
 Dream a poor man's dream
 But he can't have his coffee with cream
 Till the cows come home