The Ballad Of The Decomposing Man Lyrics - Steve Hackett

In a very large factory I belong 

And I work the night shift all year long 

Old 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 

Eee what's the matter with Arthur Royal? 

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

Young 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 (wouldn't you?) 

Chance of promotion, I'll take that chair 

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Dreaming of golden sands and palm trees 

I said file these quickly and then staple these 

Get yourself altered undo the seam, and 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 

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