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This song is a ballad about ending domestic upheaval. I'm sure you've all had something of the same experience, it's called: 'The gas man cometh'. 'Twas on the Monday morning The gasman came to call The gas tap wouldn't turn I wasn't getting gas at all He tore out all the skirting boards To try and find the main And I had to call the carpenter to put them back again Oh, it all makes work For the working man to do 'Twas on the Tuesday morning The carpenter came round He hammered and he chiselled and said Look what I've found Your joists are full of dry-rot Though I'll put them all to rights And he nailed right though a cable, (pop) And out went all the lights Oh, it all makes work For the working man to do 'Twas on the Wednesday morning The electrician came He called me Mr Sanderson Which isn't quite me name He couldn't reach the fuse-box Without standing on the bin And his foot went through a window So I called the glazier in Oh, it all makes work For the working man to do 'Twas on the Thursday morning The glazier came along With his blowtorch and his putty And his merry glazier song He put another pane in It took no time at all But I had to get a painter in To come and paint the wall Oh, it all makes work For the working man to do 'Twas on a Friday morning The painter made a start With undercoats, and overcoats He painted every part Every nook and every cranny But I found when he was gone He'd painted over the gas tap And I couldn't turn it on Oh, it all makes work For the working man to do On Saturday and Sunday They do no work at all So 'twas on the Monday morning That the gasman came to call |