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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 '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

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

Who are they where do they come from do why'know

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