Amusing lyrics
Aug. 14th, 2006 09:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chrishansenhomeCame across these in a posting in alt.obituaries. And yes, I promise I will post about the busy weekend in Dover and East London. But for now, some light relief:
They're moving father's grave to build a sewer
They're moving it regardless of expense.
They're moving his remains
to lay down nine-inch drains
To irrigate some rich bloke's residence.
Now what's the use of having a religion?
If when you're dead you cannot get some peace
'Cause some society chap
wants a pipeline to his tank
And moves you from your place of rest and peace...
Now father in his life was not a quitter
And I'm sure that he'll not be a quitter now.
And in his winding sheet,
he will haunt that privy seat
And only let them go when he'll allow.
Now won't there be some bleedin' consternation,
And won't those city toffs begin to rave!
But it's no more than they deserve,
'cause they had the bleedin' nerve
To muck about a British workman's grave.
They're moving father's grave to build a sewer
They're moving it regardless of expense.
They're moving his remains
to lay down nine-inch drains
To irrigate some rich bloke's residence.
Now what's the use of having a religion?
If when you're dead you cannot get some peace
'Cause some society chap
wants a pipeline to his tank
And moves you from your place of rest and peace...
Now father in his life was not a quitter
And I'm sure that he'll not be a quitter now.
And in his winding sheet,
he will haunt that privy seat
And only let them go when he'll allow.
Now won't there be some bleedin' consternation,
And won't those city toffs begin to rave!
But it's no more than they deserve,
'cause they had the bleedin' nerve
To muck about a British workman's grave.
