Light Duties from Light Duties by Flying Tadpole
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| 1. | Light Duties | 4:13 |
Lyrics
LIGHT DUTIES
by Andrew Male & Tim Fatchen
Left school in ‘84,
Walked into a recession
A job installing Roll-a-Doors
Then secur'ty meshing
Somewhere someone told me
Cops were looking for recruits
So had a shave and cut my hair
And bought two Goodwill suits
Twenty-four months later
I passed out of the Fort
Six-foot four with eyes like pans
I kept up with my sport
An ankle break in ’89
Took me off the road
They put me in behind a desk,
An inbox to offload
That was 'bout the end of it,
Me and my patrols
The plates left in my ankles
Meant invalided roles
Light duties
Light duties
Light duties
Light duties, that’s me
With the coming of computers there was so much less to do
I started writing novels
But deals did NOT come through
Then one day the boss called,
and said we need to talk
It seems that your career, my son,
is at something of a fork
I stood there at attention
Filling out that old door frame
Daniels we’ve read your better stuff
And we’d suggest another game
We need to plan catastrophes
it seems you’re just the man
We want you to imagine
the very worst you can
And then we’ll set our best response
For our next Disaster Plan
So I commenced my new career -
Became Disaster Dan
Light duties x 3
Light duties, that’s me
Pretty soon I saw the worst
in every situation
The kid who brought in coffee was
about to bomb the station
The gardener was a terrorist
Deliveries filled with Semtex
It seemed like shipping Anthrax
was the Only role of Fedex
I lived down by the airport
and every flight I knew
Was loaded up with militants
Who wore exploding shoes
All those days that used to drag
Well, they became quite urgent
And every politician
Was clearly an insurgent
Light duties x 3
Light duties, that’s me
I wrote up possibilities
Of Cabinet infiltration
The Minister then called from me
A favour for the nation
He said "enjoyed your recent stuff
"On thermostatic fission (But we’d)
"Ask you have a think about
"Specific politicians"
Six weeks later seconded
I’m over with the Feds
Clearance? Top Security
No word of mine unread
Now I run the Agency
My office is secure
More than I can say for-th' masses
But nothing’s ever pure
A few I still feel sorry for
Especially in the sticks
(We can) search them now 'n' lock them home
But that’s just politics
So a message now for you at home
Who share my former sit-u-a-tion
Never forget how far y' can get
With some imagination
Light duties
Light duties
Light duties
Light duties, that’s me
Credits
Lyrics Copyright ©2020 Andrew Male, Music Copyright © 2020
TJ Fatchen. Performed by Tim Fatchen
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