My father’s a window cleaner My grandfather as well So I started cleaning windows It’s just a job so what the hell? But when I first climbed up my ladder Someone put out all my lights
I am a window cleaner I clean windows when I can So I’ve got a bucket and a ladder and a window cleaner’s van I never work with companies just households cash in hand
I can’t pay my gas bill Though the gov’ment’s very kind It’s given me lots of money To warm up my behind But that’s not the whole answer There’s my bits that outward stick
Hercules woke up with a start early one morning. Something large was lying near him and making horrible grunting sounds.