The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #110386 Message #2316165
Posted By: Bill S from Adelaide
15-Apr-08 - 09:47 AM
Thread Name: Review: Worst club and why
Subject: RE: Review: Worst club and why
I'm a singer in a bushband and I love to entertain But theres one situation would drive a bloke insane Its Friday night down at the club, I've just begun my song And what's that bloomi noise I hear over the intercom
It goes number 97 to the snackbar please carton of chips hamburger with cheese Number 97 to the snackbar pleeeeease Noumber 97 to the snackbar please
I used to sing sweet love songs, winning the ladies' hearts Till the night my brother hit the jackpot right in the romantic part There were flashing lights and ringing bells coming through the door and 500 bloody two bob bits rattling around the floor
I was singing a song the other night, had the audience in my hand They were rolling round with laughter which made me feel quite grand I'm coming to the punchline draw my breath and then Daphne Duffy wanted on the telephone theres that noise again
Well I don't mean to brag a lot but I think I sing quite well But there's one place I dont excel its the local RSL (Returned Services Club) So I chucked it and geaded off to the local pub Im just getting into the swing of things there's a noisy overdub
Well I've gone back to the club you know and now I am a star Though Im not singing any more, I work behind the bar And its ILUV69 you've left your headlights on Fred Jones is on the telephone You're wanted in the foyer Ron
Describes what actually happens to singers down under, Can't find the source though. I remember years ago at a festival they were calling out meal numbers and when they reached 97 we all sang the chorus. Went down like a lead balloon.