I see all the tough guys still not 25
Dying on their feet
Coughing, honking, cadging cigarettes

And still out on the street
Well, they got no money, nowhere to go
Fathers of 2, 3 maybe 4, what are they gonna do

Jimmy got a busted mouth in a fight last night
He says he's OK
Going down to the workies club (that's a laugh)

To buy something strong and take the pain away

Joys of Christmas

Joys of Christmas
Northern style


Flashing Christmas light of police blue
Go spinning down the street
Women try to drag the men from pubs

Into the stores
And work hands in empty pockets deep
We stand outside the neon ice and wish ourselves the best

He says he's OK, out of work and fighting
Is all he's ever known
And laughs and says I worry too much anyway


Joys of Christmas
Joys of Christmas

Northern style
Let's drink to the likes of Jim
Before we all go insane

And please don't ask me why
It'll take too long to explain
Joys of Christmas