I’m in love with the carrier bag man
I love the carrier bag man x2
Carrier bags strewn all around the room
Ah, the carrier bag man-- I am him
Coz I am the carrier bag man -- I am the carrier bag man
I’ve no time to sit comfortable down
But I still need armchairs round my home
To put carrier bags on
I am the carrier bag man
Carry a bag man!
I don’t make waves, I hide bags in graves
No cash is earned straight nowadays anyways
Please all you onlookers understand
So make gangway for carrier bag man
I am carrier bag man
[megaphone rant]
When in town I keep head down
Kneel on the croft when the mariah comes round
Fat-assed workmen, I scurry around
There’s few good places to hide bags behind
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