I Pity You

For you life is an uphill battle Success from you seems far away Out of work in a job depressed job market To welfare from minimum pay. Another man acts as dad to your children A primary going school girl and boy When you feel you are a bit of a loser Not much in life for to enjoy. For one in his early thirties In your brown hair there is much gray You will look an old man in your forties If you go on ageing this way. To your wife for the upkeep of your children With half of your small income you have to part With jobs scarce and in financial trouble I pity you heavy of heart.