At half past six we load the van, With Correx boards and a careful plan. Tape and trims all stacked up neat, Tea in hand and off the street. Heave away, lads, tape her down, From London Bridge to Glasgow town. Make it tidy, make it right, Earn your wage before the night! The client says, "Just one more room..." The tape runs out, and profits bloom... (or rather don't!) Retail prices, express delivery— There goes Friday's brewery! Heave away, lads, tape her down, Don't let margins slowly drown. Buy it once and plan the day, More of what you earn can stay!
