Wednesday, 3 February 2010
Sunday, 24 January 2010
LYRICS!
“TURNED OUT NICE
AGAIN!”
An iNterAcTive
iNStALLAtION
by
KeN BarReTt
massive live portraiture/formby memory bank/film clips
bring-your-uke-n-singalong 3.0pm Saturday 20th Feb
s
Tuesday 16th-Saturday 20th February 2010
The Exchange, Princes Street, Penzance, Cornwall, TR18 2NL
NB: FOR A PDF OF UKELELE TAB EMAIL ME AT kenbarrett80@yahoo.com
WITH MY LITTLE STICK OF BLACK ROCK
Every year when summer comes round,
off to the sea I go.
I don't care if I do spend a pound,
I'm rather rash I know.
See me dressed like all the sports,
in my blazer and a pair of shorts.
With my little stick of Blackpool Rock,
along the promenade I stroll.
It may be sticky but I never complain,
it's nice to have a nibble at it now and again
Every day wherever I stray the kids all round me flock.
One afternoon the band conductor up on his stand
Somehow lost his baton - it flew out of his hand
So I jumped in his place and then conducted the band
With my little stick of Blackpool Rock
With my little stick of Blackpool Rock, along the promenade I stroll,
In my pocket it got stuck I could tell
‘Cos when I pulled it out I pulled my shirt off as well
Every day wherever I stray the kids all round me flock
.
A girl while bathing clung to me, my wits I'd to use
She cried, "I'm drowning, and to save me, you won't refuse"
I said, "Well if you’re drowning then I don't want to lose
My little stick of Blackpool Rock."
With my little stick of Blackpool Rock, along the promenade I stroll
In the ballroom I went dancing each night
No wonder every girl that danced with me, stuck to me tight
Every day wherever I stray the kids all round me flock.
A fellow took my photograph it cost one and three.
I said when it was done, "Is that supposed to be me?"
"You've properly mucked it up the only thing I can see is
My little stick of Blackpool Rock."
WHEN I'M CLEANING WINDOWS
Now I go window cleaning to earn an honest bob.
For a nosey parker it's an interesting job
Now it's a job that just suits me, a window cleaner you will be.
If you could see what I can see
When I'm cleaning windows.
Honeymooning couples too,
you should see them bill and coo.
You'd be surprised at things they do
When I'm cleaning windows.
In my profession I work hard, but I'll never stop.
I'll climb this blinking ladder ‘til I get right to the top.
The blushing bride she looks divine,
the bridegroom he is doing fine
I'd rather have his job than mine
When I'm cleaning windows.
The chambermaid sweet names I call,
it's a wonder I don't fall.
My minds not on my work at all
When I'm cleaning windows
In my profession I'll work hard, but I'll never stop.
I'll climb this blinking ladder ‘til I get right to the top.
Pyjamas lying side by side, ladies nighties I have spied.
I've often seen what goes inside,
when I'm cleaning windows.
In my profession I'll work hard, but I'll never stop.
I'll climb this blinking ladder ‘til I get right to the top.
At eight o'clock a girl she wakes,
at five past eight a bath she takes.
At ten-past eight my ladder breaks
When I'm cleaning windows.
LEANING ON A LAMPOST
I’m leaning on a lamp, maybe you think I look a tramp,
Or you may think I’m hanging round to steal a car.
But no, I’m not a crook, and if you think that’s what I look,
I’ll tell you why I’m here and what my motives are.
I’m leaning on a lamppost at the corner of the street
In case a certain little lady comes by,
Oh me, oh my, I hope the little lady comes by.
I don’t know if she’ll get away, she doesn’t always get away,
But anyhow I know that she’ll try,
Oh me, oh my,I hope that little lady comes by.
There’s no other girl I would wait for,
But this one I’d break any date for,
I won’t have to ask what she’s late for.
She wouldn’t leave me flat, she’s not a girl like that.
Oh she’s absolutely wonderful and marvelous and beautiful
And anyone can understand why,
I’m leaning on a lamppost at the corner of the street,
In case a certain little lady passes by.
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