JERICHO ECHO ARTICLE

Skip in the street

Dedicated to all the builders working in Jericho last summer, and to those who employed them. To the tune of Skip to my Lou.

December 1996

Hey ho, skip in the street, Hey ho, skip in the street, Hey ho, skip in the street, Skip in the street my darling. ----- I’m the boss, my name is Jim. It’s tomorrow that we begin To wreck the kitchen, put a new one in, Skip in the street my darling. CHORUS This is Eric who likes his eggs fried, This is Darren whose dog’s just died, This is Gary who’s a brickie on the side, Skip in the street my darling. CHORUS It'll only take a day to bring down the walls, It'll only take a day to rip up the floors, An hour no more to take out all the doors, And throw them in the skip my darling. CHORUS But ... It may take a week to find a carpenter, It may take more to get a plasterer, It may be months before the plumber Throws stuff on the skip my darling CHORUS And ... Out come the neighbours in the middle of the night, With television sets in black and white, A three-legged bed and a broken kite ... And put them in the skip my darling. Hey ho, we need another skip, Hey ho, we need another skip, Hey ho, we need another skip, Skip in the street my darling.

Author: Linda Proud, Albert Street


This article appeared in Jericho Echo No 37, Dec 1996.