Hackett Steve The Ballad Of The Decomposing Man Featuring `the Lyrics

The Ballad Of The Decomposing Man Featuring `the Lyrics

In a very large factory I belong

And I work the night shift all week long

Freddy on a chainsaw lost his feet 

Thinking 'bout a blonde he'll never meet

Tried to take his life again the other week

Keep your chin up, haven't a care 'ave you?

Just join the party, allegiance I swear



What's the matter with Arthur Royal

I'll go and top up his batteries and check the oil

Arthur blew a fuse two days ago,

Set himself alight, you didn't know

Nearly burnt us down the twit just had to go

Take your chances, live on hot air

Chance of promotion, I'll take that chair



Dreaming of golden sands and palm trees

I said file these quickly and then staple these

Get yourself altered undo the seam, get back just

In time for tea (and don't be late mind)



Nobody's perfect least of all me

Married the job at age 23

Just keep my nose clean egg chips and beans

I'm always full of steam



(I could never go to Butlins

 But I did manage to go to Majorca once

 Wish I hadn't bothered

 Past the entrance, by-way to all my sins



 Who are all these people in my office, anyway?

 Who are they? Where do they come from, do you know them