(To the tune of My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean)
My father’s a lavatory cleaner
He works both by day and by night
And when he comes home in the evening
He’s covered all over in Shine
Up your buttons with Brasso
It’s only three pence for a tin
You can buy it or nick it from Woolworths
But I doubt if they’ll have any in
Some say he died of a fever
Some say he died of a fit
But I know what my father died of
He died of the swell of the Shine
Up your buttons with Brasso
It’s only three pence for a tin
You can buy it or nick it from Woolworths
But I doubt if they’ll have any in
The day of my fathers funeral
Everything had to go right
So they opened the lid of the coffin
And threw in a bucket of Shine
Up your buttons with Brasso
It’s only three pence for a tin
You can buy it or nick it from Woolworths
But I doubt if they’ll have any in
Some say that he’s buried in a graveyard
Some say that he’s buried in a pit
But I know where my father’s buried
He’s buried in six feet of Shine
Up your buttons with Brasso
It’s only three pence for a tin
You can buy it or nick it from Woolworths
But I doubt if they’ll have any in