The Fall

Container Driver

The Fall

107 Displays

Net cap. of 58 thousand pounds
They sweat on their way down 
Grey ports with customs bastards 
Hang around like clowns the 
Uh-containers and their drivers 

Bad indigestion
Bad bowel retention
Speed for their wages
Suntan, torn short sleeves 

Look at a car park for two days
Look at a grey port for two days
Train line, stone and grey 

This is not their town
Big cigars come out of the ground
Sweat on their way down 
F. Jack's a distant relation 
Communists are just part time workers
And there's no thanks 
From the loading bay ranks 

Look at a car park for two days
Look at a grey port for two days
Train line, stone and grey 
RO-RO roll on roll off 
The container drivers 
Speed for their wages 
Uh-containers 
Uh-and their drivers