Wednesday, 20 June 2007

Blood on the Quad [Saucy Haulage Ballads]

They looked at my postcode
They asked me to speak
It was then I decide my prospects were bleak
Well it may be through gooks [????] rule
It may be through God
One day there's gonna be
Blood on the quad

Blood on the quad
Blood on the quad
Me in the bell tower
And blood on the quad

They've been punting on the Backs
They've drunk a crate of Becks
Smashed the punts up with an axe
Now they're going to drop their kecks

Well they say not to spoil them by sparing the rod
You'll know I complied when there's
Blood on the quad

Blood on the quad
Blood on the quad
Me in the bell tower
And blood on the quad

Can you hear Talvin Singh
Blood on the quad
Blood on the quad
Me in the bell tower
And blood on the quad

It sounds like a class rant but it's really because
I am the landlord of the pub that gets the cemetary trade

Blood on the quad
Blood on the quad
Me in the bell tower
And blood on the quad

And now the notes taken from www.hmhb.co.uk

Quad The central square in the posher university colleges. Inspector Morse popped his clogs on Exeter College quad, you know.
Becks Bottled beer from
Bremen.
Talvin Singh Eastend Asian virtuoso tabla man. Won the Mercury Music prize in 1999.
The ending sounds not unlike the scene at the end of the 1960's Lyndsay Anderson film If..., where Malcolm McDowell's character starts shooting the pupils and staff at his public school.

5 comments:

  1. "I am the landlord of the pub that gets the cemetery trade"

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  2. Oops sorry. Also meant to say..

    "They've been punting on the Backs" ... as 'they' do, the Backs being waterways.

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  3. Hi,

    I think it's 'goose rule' rather than 'gooks rule' and I'm sure they've smashed the 'punts' up with an axe B-)

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  4. Ooops....thought I had changed phones to punts last year.

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