The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #63872   Message #1042816
Posted By: clansfolk
27-Oct-03 - 05:10 PM
Thread Name: Obit: Tony Capstick (UK) (October 2003)
Subject: RE: Obit: Tony Capstick (UK)
TC - why didn't u ask tha auld bugger? tis on t'CD!!!!!


They Don't Write 'Em Like That Anymore.

My Dads drunk again and he's brought lots of men,
And their wives back home from the club.
We've run out of beer, but there's no need to fear
Dad's gone round the back door of the pub.
Someone's playing our piano, as if using a hammer,
Crucifying there goes my heart
Someone walks through the door, it's dad and what's more,
He's got the beer and we're ready to start.

Chorus

Eeh how we would sing, what fun those nights would bring
Singing for hours on end,
Once we'd found the key, oh what harmony
Those boozy voices would lend,
Heart of my heart, just for a start,
Walking my baby back home.
When it comes to the end it's let's sing it again,
They don't write 'em like that anymore .

Well me Mam's in the kitchen, trying to knock up a snack,
From a chicken we had this afternoon,
Joe says, "Where's toilet?" Mam says, "Round t'back."
By the looks not a minute too soon.
Then a crash fills the whole house, Joe fell in the coalhouse,
Man, he's as drunk as a newt.
With his face covered black he's not taken aback,
He sings "Mammy," and we all follow suit.

Chorus.

Half one in the morning, Dad's started yawning,
He has to be working at six.
A bored audience is watching cousin Kenny he's botching
And messing up easy card tricks.
We have to go now and Dad has to somehow
Try to get us all to go home.
When you're full of beer last thing you want to hear
Is a tune on his paper and comb.