Smithers-Jones
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Here we go again, it's Monday at last
He's heading for the Waterloo line
To catch the 8 a.m. fast, it's usually dead on time
Hope it isn't late, got to be there by nine
Pinstripe suit, clean shirt and tie
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's the wife and home?'
'Did you get the car you've been looking for?'
'Did you get the car you've been looking for?'

Let me get inside you, let me take control of you
We could have some good times
All this worry will get you down
I'll give you a new meaning to life, I don't think so

Sitting on the train, you're nearly there
You're a part of the production line
You're the same as him, you're like tin-sardines
Get out of the pack, before they peel you back

Arrive at the office, spot on time
The clock on the wall hasn't yet struck nine
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'The boss wants to see you alone'
'I hope it's the promotion you've been looking for'
'I hope it's the promotion you've been looking for'

'Come in Smithers, old boy'
'Take a seat, take the weight off your feet'
'I've some news to tell you'
'There's no longer a position for you'
'Sorry Smithers-Jones'

Put on the kettle and make some tea
It's all a part of feeling groovy
Put on your slippers turn on the TV
It's all a part of feeling groovy
It's time to relax, now you've worked your arse off
But the only one smilin' is the sun-tanned boss




Work and work you wanna work 'till you die
There's plenty more fish in the sea to fry

Overall Meaning

The Jam's song Smithers-Jones, is a commentary on the drudgery of working life, played out through the story of a man's day at work. The lyrics paint a picture of a man's daily routine, as he wakes up on a Monday morning, takes the train to work, and spends his day in the office, only to be told at the end of the day that he has been made redundant. The lyrics highlight the daily grind of working life, the monotony of routine, and the ultimate realization that, despite all one's efforts, there is no job security.


The song makes use of vivid imagery, describing the singer as a "part of the production line" and "like tin-sardines", implying that he is just another cog in the machine, no more valuable than any other. This is further highlighted when he is told that there is "no longer a position" for him, showing that his contribution to the company is of no more significance than any other part of the machine. The final lines of the song, "Work and work you wanna work 'till you die/ There's plenty more fish in the sea to fry" suggest that life is ultimately meaningless and that even hard work does not bring job security.


Line by Line Meaning

Here we go again, it's Monday at last
The working week starts again and it's a relief for those who strive in their work


He's heading for the Waterloo line
The singer commutes through a train everyday to work


To catch the 8 a.m. fast, it's usually dead on time
He catches a train at 8 A.M. which typically runs on time


Hope it isn't late, got to be there by nine
The artist hopes no delay so as to reach the office by 9 A.M.


Pinstripe suit, clean shirt and tie
The artist dresses formally for work


Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
The singer buys a newspaper before boarding the train


'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
The singer greets a fellow traveler he knows


'How's the wife and home?'
He asks about the personal life of Smithers-Jones


'Did you get the car you've been looking for?'
He enquires about the purchased car


'Did you get the car you've been looking for?'
He again asks about the car purchase


Let me get inside you, let me take control of you
The singer wants to dominate Smithers-Jones


We could have some good times
He suggests chilling out after work


All this worry will get you down
Being concerned about work will eventually make one depressed


I'll give you a new meaning to life, I don't think so
The singer mocks Smithers-Jones's suggestion to hangout after work


Sitting on the train, you're nearly there
The singer is close to his destination on the train


You're a part of the production line
He compares office workers to assembly line workers


You're the same as him, you're like tin-sardines
All the workers are the same, like sardines packed in tin


Get out of the pack, before they peel you back
He advises Smithers-Jones to leave the job to avoid losing it in the future


Arrive at the office, spot on time
Protagonist reaches the office on time


The clock on the wall hasn't yet struck nine
It's not yet 9 A.M. when the boss usually arrives


'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
Boss greets Smithers-Jones


'The boss wants to see you alone'
Boss calls Smithers-Jones personally to his cabin


'I hope it's the promotion you've been looking for'
Smithers-Jones hopes to receive a promotion


'I hope it's the promotion you've been looking for'
Smithers-Jones hopes again for a promotion


'Come in Smithers, old boy'
Boss calls Smithers-Jones in a friendly way


'Take a seat, take the weight off your feet'
Boss asks Smithers-Jones to relax and sit down


'I've some news to tell you'
Boss wants to share some important news with Smithers-Jones


'There's no longer a position for you'
Boss informs Smithers-Jones of his imminent job loss


'Sorry Smithers-Jones'
Boss expresses sympathy for Smithers-Jones's situation


Put on the kettle and make some tea
Protagonist suggests Smithers-Jones to relax, have tea and destress


It's all a part of feeling groovy
He feels that this is how the life should be, without the work worries


Put on your slippers turn on the TV
He suggests a relaxed break at home with Television


It's all a part of feeling groovy
Again, he emphasizes on feeling relaxed and free from work woes


It's time to relax, now you've worked your arse off
It's time to relax after all the hard work that has been put in


But the only one smilin' is the sun-tanned boss
The boss remains happy even after firing the employees


Work and work you wanna work 'till you die
Striving for work is futile until death


There's plenty more fish in the sea to fry
There are plenty of opportunities to explore in life, one job should not be the end-all




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BRUCE FOXTON

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Comments from YouTube:

Danny Vine

A great song from a great band! Like the album version, but this version has an edge I like better.

Steven Salemi

Superior to the acoustic version on AMC!

Hugh Hanson

Oh yes. When we were young...

Mark John Hemmings

Much prefer this to the album version

David Atherton

No comparison!

mjc64

Definitely