GROCER JACK (EXCERPT FROM A TEENAGE OPERA)
Keith West - 1969


Jack get up and get some fresh air, for Jesus Christ, get on your feet,
Without you, Jack, the town can't eat.
Grocer Jack, Grocer Jack, get off your bed,
come into town, don't let me down, oh no, no.
Grocer Jack, Grocer Jack, get off your bed,
go into town, don't let them down, oh no, no.

The people that live in the town,
don't understand he's never been known to miss his round.
It's ten o'clock, the housewife squeals, when Jack turns up, we'll give him hell.
Husbands moaning, breakfast tables, no milk, no eggs, no marmalade labels.
Mothers send their children out, to Jack's house to scream and shout. 

+ REFRAIN

It's Sunday morning, bright and clear,
lovely flowers decorate a marble square.
People cry from far away, think about the fateful day,
now they wish, they'd given Jack more attention and respect,
little children, dressed in black, don't know what happened to old Jack.

+ REFRAIN 

Grocer Jack, Grocer Jack, is it true what Mammy said,
you won't come back. oh no, no. 

(rep. and fade)