Up at eight, you can't be late
For Matthew and Son, he won't wait
Watch them run down to platform one
And the eight-thirty train to Matthew and Son

Matthew and 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 working all day, all day, all day

There's a five minute break and that's all you take
For a cup of cold coffee and a piece of cake

Matthew and 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 working all day, all day, all day

He's got people who've been working for fifty years
No one asks for more money 'cause nobody cares
Even though they're pretty low and their rent's in arrears

Matthew and Son, Matthew and Son
Matthew and Son, Matthew and Son
And they've been working all day, all day, all day!

Matthew and Son, Matthew and Son
Matthew and Son, Matthew and Son


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Matthew & Son Lyrics as written by Yusuf Islam

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    My InterpretationI personally always thought this was a song about gangsters (Mafia?) with Matthew and Son being big shots in the gang.

    On the other hand, my Mum thinks Matthew and Son are oddjob men (?).

    Still open to debate, I think!
    ChristoTraceyon September 29, 2009   Link

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