Lyrics A Clean Sweep - The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing

A Clean Sweep

Oh dear, what a to-do
The orphan child is stuck in the flue
We’ve pushed him and pulled him but all with no luck
He’s well and truly stuck
The sweep said «Oh not again
I must be overfeeding them
We’ll just light a fire to drive him up higher
He’ll soon wriggle free when he’s hot»
Oh dear, the room’s full of smoke
Open the window before we all choke
He hasn’t moved, but something’s improved
His screaming and sobbing has stopped
The sweep looked up the chimney
Little charred legs was all he could see
«I know how to fix this, get another apprentice
Go up and drag the dead one free»
I need
A clean sweep
So they sent to the workhouse for another small child
The parish obliged, all handshakes and smiles
He pulled out the dead one, went back up to sweep
He hasn’t been seen for a week
Clean sweep
Clean sweep
Clean sweep
Clean sweep
Clean sweep
Clean sweep
Clean sweep
Clean sweep