Twenty Four Hour Garage People

I fancy I'll open a stationers, stock quaint notepads for weekend pagans.
While you were out at the Rollright Stones, I came and set fire to your shed.

Cos you probably work at an all night garage
Cos you probably work at an all night garage
Cos you probably work at an all night garage
With Talk Radio on.

And you curse my soul cos I don't want petrol
And you curse my soul cos I don't want petrol
I only came down for a tube of Pringles,
Sour cream and chives

And because you got to get off your fat arse to go and get me crisps, and you got to go round the counter and it's really... inconvienient.
And when you come back you toss them into that slimy metal tray device thing that seperates us and you say;
'One pound thirty five...'
As opposed to;
'That'll be one pound thirty five please sir'
This of course done to annoy me but has the opposite effect, it amuses me no end, because suddenly I have other things to buy.

I'll have two scotch eggs and a jar of marmite
I'll have two scotch eggs and a jar of marmite
I'll have two scotch eggs and a jar of marmite
What sandwiches have you got?

Well now you've become quite irate, and your voice become louder, and you start to sound like Leadbelly at the depot.

'I got ham'
'I got cheese'
'I got chicken'
'I got beef'
I got tuna-sweetcorn. I got tuna-sweetcorrnn'....

I'll have 10 kitkats and a motoring atlas
I'll have 10 kitkats and a motoring atlas
And a blues CD on the Hallmark label.
That's sure to be good.

Check it out, kids...It's on Trouble Over Bridgwater.

Posted By: Arganth on November 18th 2005 at 12:16:43

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