Too Late - Cock Sparrer

Day after day fingers to the bone

To earn another pound, to pay another loan

Face to the grindstone, neck on the line

Killing himself, just to pass time

Hour after hour, watching the clock

Grafting hard with his head on the block

Loyal to the end, the old school way

But it counts for nothing nowadays

We’ll all look back in the future

At where it all went wrong

We’ll all sit around arguing

About people now long gone

We’ll all have the answers over a pint

And opinions to debate

But there’s not a lot of point in talking about it

By then it will be too late

They closed down the factory it’s cheaper abroad

Fat cats paid so they couldn’t afford

To put food on the table of the family man

Forty years service, no pension plan

His life’s on hold, his shattered dreams

Empty thoughts and what might have beens

No money, no future, no work, no hope

No chance to think, he just couldn’t cope

We’ll all look back in the future

At where it all went wrong

We’ll all sit around arguing

About people now long gone

We’ll all have the answers over a pint

And opinions to debate

But there’s not a lot of point in talking about it

By then it will be too late

Tomorrow will be too late

To be waiting at the factory gate

Said we’ll all look back in the future

At where it all went wrong

We’ll all sit around arguing

About people now long gone

We’ll all have the answers over a pint

And opinions to debate

But there’s not a lot of point in talking about it

By then it will be too late