Mate Of The Bloke Songtext / Lyric

Beware of the man who only shows you the best bits

Beware of the band who type out their set lists

Sometimes instead of Arthur Lee

I'd much prefer some Arthur Lowe

And with you by my side

I would aspire to ascend

Such heights where we'd find

Tears and laughter cease to matter

And we'd be pleasantly surprised

By our annual water bill



I'm an early 'til late, indispensable mate

Of the bloke who does the PA

I can lend or offend, I can mend and befriend

As I help to set up the PA

As I help to set up the PA






I found myself being sued

By the firm More O'Ferrall

I'd sprayed a graffito onto

One of their hoardings

It was for Monsters of Rock

And I'd sprayed “In Church Hall if wet”



They were sealing my fate

When I said “But I'm a mate

Of the bloke who does the PA”

And the magistrate, he was a mate of a mate

Of the bloke who sets up the PA

Of the bloke who sets up the PA

So throw it out of court



I'm a mate of the bloke

I'm a mate of the bloke

I'm a mate of the bloke

I'm a mate of the bloke

I'm a mate of the bloke

I'm a mate of the bloke

I'm a mate of the bloke

I'm a mate of the bloke

I'm a mate of the bloke

I'm a mate of the bloke

I'm a mate of the bloke

I'm a mate of the bloke

I'm a mate of the bloke

I'm a mate of the bloke

I'm a mate of the bloke

I'm a mate of the bloke



I'm lost without an inside pocket

I'm lost without an inside pocket

I can find my way home from Sierra Leone

But I'm lost without an inside pocket

I'm lost without an inside pocket

I'm lost without an inside pocket