Container Drivers lyrics The Fall

Container Drivers Lyrics

The Fall

Net cap. of five eight thousand pounds
They sweat on their way down
Report with customs bastards
Hang around like clowns the
Uh-containers and their drivers
Bad indigestion
The bowel retention
S'before their wages
Sometimes in short sleeves
Look at a car park for two days
Look at a grey port for two days
Train line, stone and grey
This is not their town
Big cigars come out of the ground
Sweat on their way down
F. Jack's a distant relation
Communists are just part time workers
And there's no thanks
From the loading bay racks
Look at a car park for two days
Look at a grey port for two days
Train line, stone and grey
RO-RO roll on roll off
The container drivers
It's before thir wages
Uh-containers
Uh-and their drivers