Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Stayed Off Work Today, artist - Jake Thackray. Album song The Very Best Of Jake Thackray, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 28.02.2003
Record label: Parlophone
Song language: English
I Stayed Off Work Today |
I stayed off work all day the day I met you, darling, and instead |
We spent the morning in the park and the afternoon in bed |
But by the teatime we were hungry, I went to shop for you |
The butcher took a fiver for a porterhouse for two |
I’ll be blowed! |
I’ll be blowed! |
The butcher was a twister! |
I’ll be damned! |
I’ll be damned! |
He only gave us change of a quid |
I was done, I was done: |
The porterhouse was brisket |
He says: 'Open up your eyes,' he says |
«And learn to do as I did.» |
'Open up your eyes,' he says |
'And learn to do as I did.' |
They can do me, do me, darling; |
I have nothing else to lose |
Him and his poxy porterhouse can cheat me if they choose |
They can do me, do me, do me, do me, darling, as they do; |
The pussyfooting butcherman would laugh aloud if he knew |
That since you took my eyes, they do not do as others' do |
The day before your birthday I was miserably broke |
Mooching up a ginnel, when this military bloke |
Comes up and says he’ll give us a sub to buy a flower or two for you |
He hands me down a shilling and I signs an I.O.U |
I’ll be blowed! |
I’ll be blowed! |
The soldier was a scoundrel! |
I’ll be damned! |
I’ll be damned! |
And the shilling was a dud |
I was done, I was done: |
I’d joined the sodding army |
'With a rifle in your hand,' he says |
'You'll do as everyone would |
A rifle in your hand and you |
Will do as everyone would.' |
They can do me, do me, darling; |
I have nothing else to lose |
Him and his piffling rifle can dragoon me if they choose |
They can do me, do me, darling, they can do me as they do; |
The scoundrel of a corporal would chuckle if he knew |
That since you held my hand it does not do as others' do |
I was trained at scaling obstacles and marching every day |
I got good enough to scale the barracks wall and march away |
But the bloodhounds came and got me and they said, if I confessed |
The justice of the peace would smile on me and do his best |
I’ll be blowed! |
I’ll be blowed! |
The magistrate was bogey! |
I’ll be damned! |
I’ll be damned! |
He usually gave a year or two |
I was done, I was done: |
He did his best and gave me twenty |
'With a chain about your feet,' he says |
'You'll do as others do |
A chain about your feet,' he says |
'Now do as others do.' |
They can do me, do me, darling; |
I have nothing else to lose |
Him and his pettifoggery can shackle me if they choose |
They can do me, do me, do me, do me, darling, as they do; |
The tricky old juridical would snicker if he knew |
That since you kissed my feet they do not do as others' do |
A bishop came to see me as I languished in the cell; |
Give us a blessing and asked if I was short of anything else |
And I said that I was thirsty so he went and got a cup; |
Looks at me and nods and I politely drink it up |
I’ll be blowed! |
I’ll be blowed! |
The bishop was a rascal! |
I’ll be damned! |
I’ll be damned! |
And him a bishop if you please |
I was done, I was done: |
In the cup was holy water |
'You're a Christian, now, you are,' he says |
'So down upon your knees |
Now a proper Christian, so down upon your knees.' |
They can do me, do me, darling; |
I have nothing else to lose |
Him and his holy water trick can save me if they choose |
They can do me, do me, do me, do me, darling, as they do; |
The rascally episcopal would giggle if he knew |
That since you touched my knees they do not do as others' do |
And then a bony angel, with a hammer and some wings |
Came and said that I could see you again if I went to live with him |
So I said yes, and so he hit me with his hammer a time or two; |
He took me to his mansion, on the doorstep there was you |
I’ll be blowed! |
I’ll be blowed! |
The angel was a bounder! |
I’ll be damned! |
I’ll be damned! |
He took you up the stairs |
I was done, I was done: |
He threw me down the boilerhouse |
'There's one born every minute,' he says |
'We keep 'em all in there |
One born every minute" he says |
'And we keep 'em all down there.' |
They can do me, do me, darling; |
I have nothing else to lose |
Him and his crematorium can grill me if they choose |
They can do me, do me, do me, do me, darling, as they do |
The dangerous old angelface would frown a bit if he knew |
That since you took me in I do not do as others do |