Have A Little Word (Extract)

... an Ian Dury song sandwiching one of my songs.

It's an Ian Dury song nobody will know, I'm quite sure, from the er album a bus, er ver, a bus driver's prayer or something like that.

One two three four

Gotta sign the rent book

We're just going to start that again, 'cause I wasn't paying attention.

Gotta sign the rent book
Gotta do the laundry
Then there's the electric
Water and the gas
Haven't stopped moaning
Since we had the phone in
The television rental
Another bloody hass

Go up to the top of a very high mountain
Go up to the top of a fresh air hill
You can never stop while the money is counting
Worry till you drop, till you pay your bills

Got a rotten head-ache
Ready for a breakdown
The pressure of the pressure
Well that's more than I can bear
The awfulness is spreading
It's really done my head in
I think I've been selected
For more than my fair share

So go into the heart of the fresh air valley
I say go and have a drink from the mountain stream
Go and have a word before you go doolally
Have a dicky bird with your self-esteem

Going back to the yak to man's first encounter
Of the fur and my soul and the hunger of my senses (?)
Taking off my shirt and exposing my chest
Discovering myself in a way that is best

Uncovering the past of worlds with better thought(?)
Recovering the portrait
Though better on the stools (?)

I'm going back to the yak hiding out in the woods
I'm angling with my brothers, catching our food
... round the campfire, conference in the nude
Talking 'bout our fathers
The ones who were no good

The ones who wouldn't hurt us, the ones who put us down (?)
The ones we never saw who just ... ourself (?)
Tried to be supportive, too tied up with wealth
Tried to say the right thing but were known as a jerk
I hear my brother's pain which has never been expressed
Because of ... chain is ...on his chest (?)
The crying on my shoulder, problem with my breath
For hugging one another ... ?
Being it was guilty ... (?)
For my father never hurt me in the way that he hurt him

My father worked for me, always worked for me
Never just had one job, always had two
Cleaning in the evenings, scrubbing someone's loo
And another one in the morning (?)
Well what else could he do?

And me and my brother would help the old man
Delivering milk at the weekend as little boys can
In the rain and the cold, earning a few bob
It was how our father taught us
If a job's worth doing
Then it's a worthwhile job

He took me to the library, and showed me books
From that simple step I learned how to look
I learned how to listen and I learned how to think
And I thought the he was giving me a powerful drink
... than he ever had the chance (?)

The power of books is the power of knowledge
It taught me how to ... ever got to college (?)
Knowledge is a power, knowledge is a chance
It get the first step of a ... dance (?)

So
I'm back with the yak, the primordial cow
Relating to the past like I never knew how
Seeing of the ... 'cause of what I'm doing now (?)
Would take on somewhere earlier I'm glad to avow (?)
That I'm just my father's son and I'm feeling kinda proud
Just my father's son and I'm feeling kinda proud
I'm just my father's son and I'm feeling kinda proud
Just my father's son and I'm feeling kinda proud

Putting pen to paper
Applying for a loan
Ain't got no collateral
Nor's a cat in hell
The bailiff's on the knocker
I'm going off my rocker
As regards contentment
I haven't had a smell

Go up to the top of a very high mountain
Go up to the top of a fresh air hill
You can never stop while the money is counting
You just worry till you drop, till you pay those bills

Go into the heart of a fresh air valley
Go and have a drink from a mountain stream
Just go and have a word before you go doolally
Just have a dicky bird with your self-esteem

Go into the heart of a fresh air valley
Go and have a drink from a mountain stream
Have a little word before you go doolally
Just a tiny dicky bird with your self-esteem

Thank you Chris and John and anybody else who ...