The Builder

Verse School holidays were draggin' on He was gettin' really bored And his Mum had started poppin' pills She was climbin' up the walls So when he asked her could he go across The buildin' site and play She just popped another pill 'n' just said "Don't get in the way" So he chucked his little toolbox In his billycart 'n' left While his Mum knocked up a cuppa Laced with valium and Bex She needed all the help she could To cope with holidays But the pills and powders weren't enough When he got home from play ... 'n' said ... Chorus I wanna be a fuckin' builder when I grow up ... eh, Mum And build fuckin' houses everywhere, millions of the cunts A bricky or a chippy, eh Mum, I don't give a fuck I just wanna be a fuckin' builder when I grow up Verse It seemed the sawn-off shit Had listened to the builders while they worked And he'd remembered everything -- Word for fuckin' word! And his shell-shocked Mum just sat there As he went on to explain How "some wanker lost the fuckin' plans Then found the cunts again!" And how "some dickhead missed the fuckin' nail And hit his fuckin' thumb!" And how "they shaved a mickey whisker Off the door to close the cunt!" And his voice was so excited Best fun he'd ever had! "And can I go back tomorrow, Mum? Can't wait till I tell Dad, how ... Chorus I wanna be a fuckin' builder when I grow up And build fuckin' houses everywhere, millions of the cunts A bricky or a chippy, really, I don't give a fuck I just wanna be a fuckin' builder when I grow up Verse His Mum was scoffin' scotch and serepax And propped against the fridge And when his Dad got home she dribbled "Tell your father what you said" So the young bloke give his Dad a serve The air was turnin' blue "Fuck the weather, fuck the foreman 'N' fuck the unions, too!" His old man turned fuckin' purple 'N' his whole body started to twitch Until finally he exploded "Go and get a switch!" But the young bloke shook his head 'N' said, "No way, mate, I've knocked off Anyway, you c'n go 'n' get rooted Cause that's a fuckin' electrician's job!" Chorus Cause I wanna be a fuckin' builder when I grow up And build fuckin' houses everywhere, millions of the cunts A bricky or a chippy, not a sparky, go get fucked I just wanna be a fuckin' builder when I grow up Yeah, I wanna be a fuckin' builder when I grow up And build fuckin' houses everywhere, millions of the cunts A bricky or a chippy, you cranky bastard, go get fucked I just wanna be a fuckin' builder when I grow up Yeah, I wanna be a fuckin' builder when I grow up And build fuckin' houses everywhere, millions of the cunts A bricky or a chippy, you're not me foreman, go get fucked I just wanna be a fuckin' builder when I grow up