Fiddler's Green - Goldwatch Blues lyrics
[Fiddler's Green - Goldwatch Blues lyrics]
I went up for my interview on
The fourth day of July
Personnel man he questioned me
Until I nearly cried made me fill in forms
Until I shook with fear
About the colour of my toilet roll
And if my cousin's queer
He asked me how many jobs I had before
He nearly had a heart attack
When I answered: four
Four jobs in twenty years
Oh this could never be we only take on men
Who'll work until they die
He said here's you goldwatch and
The shackles for your chain
And your piece of paper to
Say you left here sane
If you have a son, who wants as good career
Just get him to sign on the dotted
Line and work for fifty years
He took me outside to where
The gravestones stand in line
This is where we bury them in
Quick stones and in line
If you come to work for us
On this you must agree
That if you're going to die
Please do it during tea break
He said here's you goldwatch and
The shackles for your chain
And your piece of paper to
Say you left here sane
If you have a son, who wants as good career
Just get him to sign on the dotted
Line and work for fifty years
This story that you've heard
You may think rather queer
But it is the truth
You'll be surprised to hear
I did not want no job upon the board
I just wanted to take the brooms
And sweep the bloody floor
He said here's you goldwatch and
The shackles for your chain
And your piece of paper to
Say you left here sane
If you have a son, who wants as good career
Just get him to sign on the dotted
Line and work for fifty years
The fourth day of July
Personnel man he questioned me
Until I nearly cried made me fill in forms
Until I shook with fear
About the colour of my toilet roll
And if my cousin's queer
He asked me how many jobs I had before
He nearly had a heart attack
When I answered: four
Four jobs in twenty years
Oh this could never be we only take on men
Who'll work until they die
He said here's you goldwatch and
The shackles for your chain
And your piece of paper to
Say you left here sane
If you have a son, who wants as good career
Just get him to sign on the dotted
Line and work for fifty years
He took me outside to where
The gravestones stand in line
This is where we bury them in
Quick stones and in line
If you come to work for us
On this you must agree
That if you're going to die
Please do it during tea break
He said here's you goldwatch and
The shackles for your chain
And your piece of paper to
Say you left here sane
If you have a son, who wants as good career
Just get him to sign on the dotted
Line and work for fifty years
This story that you've heard
You may think rather queer
But it is the truth
You'll be surprised to hear
I did not want no job upon the board
I just wanted to take the brooms
And sweep the bloody floor
He said here's you goldwatch and
The shackles for your chain
And your piece of paper to
Say you left here sane
If you have a son, who wants as good career
Just get him to sign on the dotted
Line and work for fifty years