The Caterer Lyrics - Fall

And dad will keep you warm 

And mam will keep her warm 

And in the swarm 

Stick with me, stick with me 

I am the caterer 

Stick with me stick with me 

I am the caterer 

With me stick with me 

I am the caterer 

And mam will keep you warm 

And offer chicken bone 

I fertilise them 

(With wild goat money) 

(The goats are getting wild) 

Feeding on the finest grain solution 

Nothing does any good 

They stand on their heads 

I used to grow things 

But it's faces and brains 

But those slitty eyed birds 

Throw bad (apples short) 

I am not your mother 

(You over limbed oaf) 

Oryour father who left 

In the last council coach 

Keep in the black and stay out of the red 

Stick with me, stick with me 

I am your caterer 

I am your caterer 

I am your caterer 

And dad will keep you warm 

But he has left home 

And your mother went out 

Cos it was too warm 

Stick with me stick with me 

Chicken and chips off the bone 

I am the caterer 

I am the caterer 

I serve chips to the left of (erector) 

Green is the double or treble to get 

And turn the card on your pack of cigarettes 

Stick with me stick with me 

I am your caterer