Call the repair man
And he'll sort you out
With his bag of tricks
(Bag of tricks)
He said, "I am repair man
Won't you take a bow
Come on give me space
Tell me which part aches?"
He said, my stress was pain
Remembered from disinfected mess
Swirling round my head
I asked him frankly what it means
This life, 'cause it's 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
'Cause 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 thank you and I'll pay you back"
And my life was his and he disappeared
"Just call me anytime day or night
I'm your 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, free
Artist: Moda
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