The Gas Man Cometh

Intro: 'Twas on a Monday morning, the Gas - man came to call, The gas tap wouldn't turn, I wasn't getting gas at all, He tore out all the skirting boards, to try and find the main, And I had to call a carpenter to put them back a - gain, Oh..., it all makes work for the working man to do! 'Twas on a Tuesday morning, the Carpen - ter came 'round, He hammered, and he chiselled, and he said," Look what I've found! Your joists are full of dry - rot, but I'll put it all to rights!" Then he nailed right through a cable, ...and out went all the lights, Oh..., it all makes work for the working man to do! 'Twas on a Wednesday morning, the Elec - trician came, He called me Mr. Sanderson, which isn't quite my name, He couldn't reach the fusebox without standing on the bin, And his foot went through a window, so I called a Glazier in, Oh..., it all makes work for the working man to do! 'Twas on a Thursday morning, the Glazier came a - long, With his blow torch, and his putty, and his merry...Glaz - iers...song, He put another pane in, it took no time at all, But I had to get a painter in to come and paint the wall, Oh..., it all makes work for the working man to do! 'Twas on a Friday morning, the Painter made a start, With undercoats, and over coats, he painted every part, Every nook, and very cranny, but I found when he was gone... ...He'd painted over the gas-tap, and I couldn't turn it on, Oh..., it all makes work for the working man to do! On Saturday, and Sunday, they do no work at all... So, 'twas on a Monday morning that the gas-man came to call!