adam mcclure - the shearer lyrics
the shearer
wake up kane at 5:30 in the morning. you’ve already got your dingus on
pull up a pair of woolen socks. you know you’ve lost it then
you know you’re a shearer
i’m a whether wrestler, a cross+bred peeler
i the duke of the down+tube, a hand+piece steerer
i’m the boss of the belly, a shawny engineer and
call me king of the comb, or you can call me a shearer
i love to shear sheep, 7 days a week
and when i go home, i dream about it in my sleep
i get up early out of bed, to be early at the shed
the sheep will never beat me, i’ll be shearing til i’m dead
cos not only am i keen, but my hand is quick and clean
my gear is hologram, the sharpest thing you’ve ever seen
so when i come to shear your sheep, you better get a good night’s sleep
you’ll be pressing so much wool than the press will start to creak
i’m a whether wrestler, a cross+bred peeler
i the duke of the down+tube, a hand+piece steerer
i’m the boss of the belly, a shawny engineer and
call me king of the comb, or you can call me a shearer
sweet blow!
sheep+o!
smoko!
i’m first on the board, then every shed that i have shown
when the clock hits 7:30, then i start to perform
when they’re dragging out a whether, or from shearing something better
i pull that cord down into gear and you can see me shearing clever
cos my comb is always full, i keep it flattened in the wool
i change my cutter often, so it never starts to pull
cos i’ve got a hundred cutters and just bought a new hand+piece
and you can watch it zoom, as i’m peeling off a fleece
i’m a whether wrestler, a cross+bred peeler
i the duke of the down+tube, a hand+piece steerer
i’m the boss of the belly, a shawny engineer and
call me king of the comb, or you can call me a shearer
sweet blow!
sheep+o!
smoko!
you know, when i finish a day shearing
that’s still not enough for me
i go home and do my grinding
and then i eat some chops for tea
there’s more pr+ckles in my hands than any other man’s
and i drink a lot of cans, cos i shear a lot of rams
i talk shear’em fullman flow, without the shearers that i know
and when i’m on the lawn out, i put and straight on perfect blows
i wear my dingus to the shop, they’re the only pants i’ve got
i think that that’s alright but my missus says it’s not
just before i go, there’s something you should now
get your rowsies at the ready, where i call that sheep+o
you know, they say there’s something like 70 million sheep in australia?
well, what do you reckon? let’s have a go!
we’ll get them!
round number one, we’re gonna shear a tonne
round number two, we’ll be putting out a few
round number three, we’ll shear a lot of sheep
but after round number four, we won’t shear anymore
3 x
i’m a whether wrestler, a cross+bred peeler
i the duke of the down+tube, a hand+piece steerer
i’m the boss of the belly, a shawny engineer and
call me king of the comb, or you can call me a shearer
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