โหลดเพลง mp3 The Ballad Of The Decomposing Man - Steve Hackett

The Ballad Of The Decomposing Man - Steve Hackett
Written by：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 have 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

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

I could never afford to go to butlins
But I did manage to go to majorca once

Wish I hadn't bothered

Past the entrance by I bored myself

Who are all these people in my office anyway