It Got In The Way

It got in the way, It got in the way, It got in the way, It got in the way, o

It got in the way, It got in the way, It got in the way every day o

It got in the way, It got in the way, It got in the way, It got in the way o

I got to say, It got in the way, that job was all work n no play

 

Washed, dressed and drowned in tea, In a high viz vest that’s made for three

Red hard hat ‘n safety glasses, hour long each minute passes

Early morning rise n shine, sign in on the dotted line

Don’t know why I picked a job like this instead of one in the music biz

 

It got in the way, It got in the way, It got in the way, It got in the way, o

It got in the way, It got in the way, It got in the way every day o

It got in the way, It got in the way, It got in the way, It got in the way o

I got to say, It got in the way, that job was all work n no play

 

Breaking rocks n pointing lime, in the U.S.A. it’s classed as time

Working through the health and safety, leaves your brain like aldis pastry

Last time I did a job like this the boss man really took the piss

So now I’m here to clarify why I kissed his arse goodbye

 

It got in the way, It got in the way, It got in the way, It got in the way, o

It got in the way, It got in the way, It got in the way every day o

It got in the way, It got in the way, It got in the way, It got in the way o

I got to say, It got in the way, that job was all work n no play

(Words and music by Doc. © Cyhoeddiadau Mwldan)