Tradie, Master of Delay

Dark Cabaret, Stomping Piano, Dramatic, Clear Vocals, Australian Accent

[Intro]
[Stomping drum intro]
[Distorted Guitar Riff]
[Whispered]
Nine A.M... Tuesday... Where are you?

[Verse 1]
I marked the date in red and black
I took the leave, can't get it back
Ten times confirmed, you swore the oath
To break my trust, you break them both!
The clock strikes one, the clock strikes two
I scan the street in search of you
The phone is dead, the silence grows
The job still waits, the anger flows!

[Pre-Chorus]
PLUM-BER!
[Staccato Guitar Hits]
He is not here!
[Staccato Guitar Hits]
He won't appear!
They charge an arm!
They take a leg!
I have to kneel!
I have to beg!

[Chorus]
[Anthemic]
TRAY-DEEE!
Master of delay, destroyer of my day.
TRAY-DEEE!
You charge a fortune just to walk away.

[Verse 2]
A sudden knock! It's three P.M.!
We never booked a time for then!
No tools in hand, just excuses made
"The other job is why I'm delayed!"
"The weather is bad!" "The truck broke down!"
"The supplier is stuck across the town!"
But talk is cheap, and your quote is steep
And promises you never keep!

[Powerful Gritty Vocals] 
TIE-LERRR!
[Staccato Guitar Hits]
You blame the glue, you blame the stone
[Staccato Guitar Hits]
You spend all day upon your phone!
Two weeks of work turns into ten
I'll never renovate again!
Arrogance thick, the job incomplete
You leave the rubble on the street!

[Chorus]
[Anthemic]
TRAY-DEEE!
Master of delay, destroyer of my day.
TRAY-DEEE!
You charge a fortune just to walk away.

[Verse 3]
[Powerful Gritty Vocals]
CAR-PEN-TER!
[Staccato Orchestral Hits]
You just defer!
Insurance pays?
You double the cost!
The schedule dies!
The project lost!

[Bridge]
[Bassline only]
[Soft whisper]
SPARKIE...
You're the chosen one... the rare divine...
You actually turn up...
Most of the time...

[Instrumental Solo]

[Chorus]
[Anthemic]
[Gang Vocals]
TRAY-DEEE!
Master of delay, destroyer of my day.
TRAY-DEEE!
You charge a fortune just to walk away.

[Bridge - Heavy breakdown]
No coordination!
No communication!
Just delays
And complications!

[Grand Finale]
[Half-time Tempo]
[Massive Drum Crash]
TRAY-DEEE!
[Silence]
Master of delay...
[Massive Drum Crash]
TRAY-DEEE!
[Silence]
Destroyer of my day!
[Tempo Speed Up]
[Screaming Vocals]
TRAY-DEEE... NE-VER ON TIME!
TRAY-DEEE... PICK UP THE LINE!
[Outro]
[Sudden Silence]
[Sound of phone ringing]
[Click]
[Spoken deeply - confused Australian Accent]
"Are you coming? Hello? ... Maaaate?"
[Dial tone]
[END]

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[Intro] [Stomping drum intro] [Distorted Guitar Riff] [Whispered] Nine A.M... Tuesday... Where are you? [Verse 1] I marked the date in red and black I took the leave, can't get it back Ten times confirmed, you swore the oath To break my trust, you break them both! The clock strikes one, the clock strikes two I scan the street in search of you The phone is dead, the silence grows The job still waits, the anger flows! [Pre-Chorus] PLUM-BER! [Staccato Guitar Hits] He is not here! [Staccato Guitar Hits] He won't appear! They charge an arm! They take a leg! I have to kneel! I have to beg! [Chorus] [Anthemic] TRAY-DEEE! Master of delay, destroyer of my day. TRAY-DEEE! You charge a fortune just to walk away. [Verse 2] A sudden knock! It's three P.M.! We never booked a time for then! No tools in hand, just excuses made "The other job is why I'm delayed!" "The weather is bad!" "The truck broke down!" "The supplier is stuck across the town!" But talk is cheap, and your quote is steep And promises you never keep! [Powerful Gritty Vocals] TIE-LERRR! [Staccato Guitar Hits] You blame the glue, you blame the stone [Staccato Guitar Hits] You spend all day upon your phone! Two weeks of work turns into ten I'll never renovate again! Arrogance thick, the job incomplete You leave the rubble on the street! [Chorus] [Anthemic] TRAY-DEEE! Master of delay, destroyer of my day. TRAY-DEEE! You charge a fortune just to walk away. [Verse 3] [Powerful Gritty Vocals] CAR-PEN-TER! [Staccato Orchestral Hits] You just defer! Insurance pays? You double the cost! The schedule dies! The project lost! [Bridge] [Bassline only] [Soft whisper] SPARKIE... You're the chosen one... the rare divine... You actually turn up... Most of the time... [Instrumental Solo] [Chorus] [Anthemic] [Gang Vocals] TRAY-DEEE! Master of delay, destroyer of my day. TRAY-DEEE! You charge a fortune just to walk away. [Bridge - Heavy breakdown] No coordination! No communication! Just delays And complications! [Grand Finale] [Half-time Tempo] [Massive Drum Crash] TRAY-DEEE! [Silence] Master of delay... [Massive Drum Crash] TRAY-DEEE! [Silence] Destroyer of my day! [Tempo Speed Up] [Screaming Vocals] TRAY-DEEE... NE-VER ON TIME! TRAY-DEEE... PICK UP THE LINE! [Outro] [Sudden Silence] [Sound of phone ringing] [Click] [Spoken deeply - confused Australian Accent] "Are you coming? Hello? ... Maaaate?" [Dial tone] [END]

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