Late Entry- Sappy Sentimentality Rules!
jamie on November 29th, 2005
A late November entry to my Best of 2005 list just came across my Internet connection:
Nizlopi - JCB Song
This song is making a push for the UK Christmas #1, and I’ve got a good feeling it will suceed in making it to #1 by December 25th. It’s a simple song, with a true coffeehouse acoustic feel and softly spoken lyrics. It’s those lyrics that realy do it though: The simple story of a young boy, Luke, recalling a summer day with his father in the cab of a big yellow construction tractor, and how it feels to be on top of the world sitting there, next to his dad. Even if your dad didn’t have a JCB, it’s easy to relate to this experience, and most of us can recall at least one such time in our lives, with either parent. This song is like al those warm fuzzy holiday commercials that always come out this time of year; Folgers, Coke, McD’s, Publix, et al.
So anyway, that’s about as holiday as I get…Go listen to the song at jcbsong.co.uk, and check the lyrics below.
JCB Song by Nazlopi
Well, I’m rumblin’ in this JCB.
I’m 5 years old and my dad’s a giant sitting beside me.
And the engine rattles my bum like berserk
While we’re singin, ‘Don’t forget your shovel if you want to go to work!’
My dad’s probably had a bloody hard day
But he’s been good fun and bubblin and jokin’ away
And the procession of cars stuck behind
are gettin all impatient and angry, but we dont mind.
An’ we’re holdin up the bypass
oh
Me and my dad havin a top laugh
oh woah
Sittin on the toolbox
oh
And I’m so glad I’m not in school, boss
So glad I’m not in school
Oh no…
And we pull over to let cars past
And pull off again, speedin by the summer green grass
And we’re like giants up here in our big yellow digger
Like zoids, or transformers, or maybe even bigger
And I wanna transform into a Tyrannosaurus Rex!
And eat up all the bullies and the teachers and their pets
And I’ll tell all my mates that my dad’s B.A. Baracus
Only with a JCB and Bruce Lee’s nunchuckas
Said I’m Luke, I’m five, and my dad’s Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his JCB.
I’m Luke, I’m five, and my dad’s Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his JCB.
I’m Luke, I’m five, and my dad’s Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his JCB.
I’m Luke, I’m five, and my dad’s Bruce Lee. Drives me round
And we’re holdin’ up the bypass
woah
Me and my dad havin a top laugh
oh woah
And I’m sittin on the toolbox
oh
And I’m so glad I’m not in school, Boss
So glad I’m not in school
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