There once was a man to be put to sleep
So that the surgeon could cut deep
His blood was thin, his chest was tight
And the vultures circled low
HOORAH! THE GASMAN’S COME!
Gasman Shanty Lyrics
There once was a man to be put to sleep
So that the surgeon could cut deep
His blood was thin, his chest was tight
And the Vultures circled low
Hoorah! The Gasman’s come
To bring some morphine, ket and rum
As soon as the stitching is done
They’ll take their purse and run
For ninety minutes (it felt like more)
Was how long they did the crossword for
They drank their coffee and checked their phone
While the surgeon toiled away
Hoorah! The Gasman’s come
To bring some morphine, ket and rum
As soon as the stitching is done
They’ll take their purse and run
“We’re losing him!” the surgeon cried,
“I just can’t staunch the bleeding inside”
“Take my blood” the Gasman sighed
“You can have a pint or two”
Hoorah! The Gasman’s come
To bring some morphine, ket and rum
As soon as the stitching is done
They’ll take their purse and run
The gallant Gasman cut their vein,
The man’s health was restored again.
“Don’t mention it”, the Gasman say’d
“My crossword’s nearly done”
Hoorah! The Gasman’s come
To bring some morphine, ket and rum
As soon as the stitching is done
They’ll take their purse and run
Hoorah! The Gasman’s come
To bring some morphine, ket and rum
As soon as the stitching is done
They’ll take their purse and run
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