Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Vasectomy Song, artist - John Williamson. Album song Old Farts In Caravan Parks, in the genre КантриDate of issue: 24.10.2013
Record label: Emusic
Song language: English
The Vasectomy Song |
| It’s just a modern world we live in, but why do they pick on me |
| Why just the other week my missus had the cheek to talk me into a va-sec-tom-y |
| At first it never clicked that I was gettin' nicked, I thought it was to test |
| virility |
| Than after I went through it, ten days we couldn’t do it and then the doctor |
| said to me |
| I couldn’t believe it folks — He said please blow into this bag, please sir |
| What? |
| — to test your capability |
| I beg your pardon? |
| — we're cutting down on accidents |
| I said are you fair dinkum — He said please blow into this bag and we’ll see |
| Well — I couldn’t believe it at first but you know what they say about doctors |
| orders |
| So he gave me the little bag and ushered me into the little room with all the |
| pin-ups |
| Grubby little room it was, too, and I came back with my little bag |
| And the doctor was quite satisfied, and so was I |
| It’s just a modern world we live in, there’s knew fangled things every day |
| The cop said I was speedin', accordin' to his readin' |
| But I was three kilometers away |
| I was feelin' pretty mad when he took out his pad, I tried to stay as calm as I |
| could be |
| He found a bawldy tread, he saw my eyes were red |
| And then he said this strange thing to me — I said what again? |
| He said please blow into this bag, please sir |
| I said hang on — to test your capability |
| What? |
| — we're cutting down on accidents |
| I said are you fair dinkum — He said please blow into this bag and we’ll see |
| Well this time I really was shaken up, the cop could see I was a bit excited |
| He said well you better take a good grip on yourself son |
| So I went around behind a big gum tree and came back with my little bag |
| Well you can imagine what happened |
| It’s just a modern world we live in, I’m feelin' very sad and pale |
| The judge said I was sick and threw me in the nick |
| And missus said she wouldn’t pay the bail |
| So take it from a fool like me, beware of quacks and boys in blue |
| I’m feelin' pretty bruised so don’t you get confused |
| I’d catch a train if I was you-ou |
| All together now — please blow into this bag, please sir |
| Ahh, It sends a shiver down my spine |
| Please blow into this bag, please sir |
| If the women don’t get you, it’s the wine |