They’re moving father’s grave

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They’re moving father’s grave to build a sewer. They're moving it regardless of expense! They're shifting his remains To put in 9-inch drains To irrigate some plush bloke's residence. Now what's the use in having a religion, And thinking when you're dead your troubles cease? If some rich city chap Wants pipelines to his crap. He doesn't let a workman sleep in peace. Now father in his life was not a quitter, I don't suppose he'll be a quitter now. Cause when the job's complete, He'll haunt that sewer sweet: They'll only pull the chain when he'll allow. Oh won't there be some bleedin' consternation; And won't them city toffs begin to rave! It's more than they deserve: They had the bloody nerve To muck about a British workman's grave.