Titre : Sky Hooks and Tartan Paint (Feat. Brian Johnson)
Me first day in the shipyard, the gaffer says to me, "I want ye to go to the store lad and get a few things, ye see? Now here´s a list, can ye read lad? Can ye read it back to me?
And me and the boys´ll listen while were having wah morning tea."
Now reading was me pride when I left school at fourteen, There wouldn´t be no problem here, I´d show them I was keen, But when I starts to reading, they just couldn´t hold their mirth, Hugging themselves and spluttering like they was giving birth.
"First off a brace of sky hooks and a packet of nail holes neat, And then three cans of tartan paint, and that´s me task complete." The gaffer pats me on the head and sends me on me way,
He says, "Don´t come back empty handed lad, or I´ll have to dock yr pay."
So I gets to the store all nervous and the quartermaster´s there, I pulls the list out of me pocket and I starts to read all square, Well I hadn´t barely finished when the store-man´s face turns red, He gives me such an evil look I thought I´d soon be dead.
"First off a brace of sky hooks and a packet of nail holes neat, And then three cans of tartan paint, and that´s me task complete." The store-man swipes me on the head and sends me on me way,
With a kick in the arse for me efforts, and such was my first day.
I gets back home that evening and me mother says to me, "How was it son? How was your day? Sit down and have some tea." I told her of the list I´d read and the trouble I was in, I couldn´t go back tomorrow or the gaffer´d have me skinned.
"First off a brace of sky hooks and a packet of nail holes neat, And then three cans of tartan paint, and that´s me task complete." Me mother swipes me on the head and sends me on me way,
With a kick in the arse for me efforts, and such was my first day.