'Twas on the Monday morning that the Drinks man came to call: The Vunderpacs were broken and produced no tea at all. He cleaned out all the hoses, and he got the thing to start, But the telephone broke down when he phoned up to get a part. Chorus: Oh it all makes work for the working man to do... 'Twas on the Tuesday morning that the BT man came round: He did some clever testing and quite soon the fault was found. Then he noticed that he needed change to make a final test, But his cash jammed in the change machine, and you can guess the rest. Chorus: Oh it all makes work for the working man to do... 'Twas on the Wednesday morning that the Change machine man came, He discovered that an Irish 20 pence was all to blame. All this work had made him hungry, since he'd had to come quite far, But it just caused further trouble when he bought a choccy bar. Chorus: Oh it all makes work for the working man to do... 'Twas on the Thursday morning that the choc man came along: He found it was a faulty nut that made the thing go wrong. He blamed it on the users causing extra wear and tear, Then he sat down for a minute and destroyed the final chair. Chorus: Oh it all makes work for the working man to do... 'Twas on the Friday morning that the chair repair was done: The users said that standing to compute was not much fun. They told the man he'd have to go outside to have a smoke, So he went up to the Vunderpac, and tried to buy a coke... Chorus: Oh it all makes work for the working man to do... On Saturdays and Sundays it is unattended, all, So 'twas on the Monday morning that the Drinks man came to call!
(With apologies to Flanders and Swann)
Jonathan Partington, May 1989