Gotta Have Another Cigarette

Gotta have another cigarette. Oh I worked in a cigarette factory Foreman was a bit of a dillbury Me old mate “a man of the cloth” He’d persecute endlessly Joe would load up his van The foreman would make him reload Joe didn’t worry cos he was a man The foreman he was a cane toad Foreman was trying to teach me to sweep Would you think there was something to learn? This is how the moron earned his keep? But the thoughts of vengeance burned! I’d been away for a week helping my dad with the muster The cattle were all in the yard, I returned to work, yes a Bronco buster. You’re sacked he said you’ll work one more week I said you will work it for sure! started throwing large cigarette cartons at him saying tape em up fat boy , to annoy He said I’m in charge, I said no you’re not I’m in charge of you my fat boy Manager came out I give him a blast The man of the cloth laughed with joy So they went to the bank and got my weeks wage That I didn’t work there anyhow Foreman looked like a siezure from rage So I blew him a kiss the old cow Don Johnson