(Steel/Dangerfield)

From LP “To Hell With The Boys”

When I was looking through the hole in my pocket
I found the ticket for the two-forty-five
Well I was broke and I decided to hawk it
But my watch said it was quarter to five
Well my doctor`s such a useful connection
So I called in just to ask for the score
He gave me coca-cola under prescription and he told me...
Don`t come back for more
 
Well I wandered to the phone on the corner
Just to ask about the national health
But the man at the Department Of Rumour
Said they tell me that it’s not very well
Well I was leaving and I reached for the handle
And the receiver fell right off of the wall
A man passing said you`re a vandal and he told me...
What you need’s a war

I’ll see ya later, I’ll see ya later
I’ll see ya later, I’ll see ya later
and that might be too soon

 
I called into the army recruitment,
Yeah I told them I was looking for fun
They said we haven`t got a lot at the moment
But there should be one in Africa soon
It`s in the summer when the natives get restless
And maybe I should call back in June
Of course we`ve always got the local in Belfast but it’s our bet...
The next one’s on the moon