Just a weekend funny for you. These lyrics were put to song by two British comedians of the 1950s/60s named Flanders & Swann.
This song is a ballad of unending domestic upheaval. I'm sure you've all had something of the same experience, it's called The Gas Man Cometh.
'Twas on a Monday morning the Gas man came to call The gas tap wouldn't turn, I wasn't getting gas at all He tore out all the skirting board to try to find the main And I had to call a carpenter to put it back again Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.
'Twas on a Tuesday morning the carpenter came round He hammered and he chiseled and he said: 'Look what I've found Your joists are full of dry rot but I'll put it all to rights' Then nailed right through a cable and out went all the lights Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.
'Twas on a Wednesday morning the electrician came He called me 'Mr. Sanderson', which isn't quite my name He couldn't reach the fuse box without standing on the bin And his foot went through a window so I called a glazier in Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.
'Twas on a Thursday morning the glazier came along With his blow-torch and his putty and his merry Glazier's song He put another pane in, it took no time at all But I had to get a painter in to come and paint the wall Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.
'Twas on a Friday morning the painter made a start With undercoats and overcoats he painted every part Every nook and every cranny but I found when he was gone He'd painted over the gas tap and I couldn't turn it on Oh, it all makes work for the working man to do.
On Saturday and Sunday they do no work at all, So 'Twas on a Monday morning the Gas man came to call!