Call the repairman and he'll sort you out with his bag of tricks (bag of tricks) I am repair man won't you take a bow come on give me space, tell me which part aches He said my stress has been remembered from disinfected mess swirling 'round my head I asked him frankly what it means, this life 'cos its such a drag, and these words he said You should call the repair man, that's me, here
Call the repair man, set me free Help him to help me off my knees Whenever it gets that life's too much Call the repair man, set me
He took me up in his removal van and the lights went out (lights went out) He said, you'll feel much better when I take you back 'cos I work my tricks and my magic sticks You should call the repair man, that's me, here
Call the repair man, set me free Help him to help me off my knees Whenever it gets that life's too much Call the repair man, set me free Free Free Free
I said I'll thank you and I'll pay you back and my life was his and he disappeared Just call me anytime, day or night and the safety bag if your life turns bad You should call the repair man, that's me, here
Call the repair man, set me free Help him to help me off my knees Whenever it gets that life's too much Call the repair man, set me free Free Free Free Free
Compositores: Paul Edward Draper (Paul Draper), Dominic Chad ECAD: Obra #15504021 Fonograma #54049254