GEARS - The New York State Electrician Lyrics

Oh, my friend's a fool
But his dad's so cool
You know he used to drive the bus
That took us to school
But then one day
They upped and they moved away
Said dad had found a job
Working for better pay
But it takes some kind of opportunity
To move them away
His dad's the New York State Electrician
And boy, he never comes home
He's working late nights at the office
The thought of meeting deadlines on his mind
A quick drink and then he's off to bed
He feels fine
(He feels fine)
His dad's the New York State Electrician
And boy, can he fry an egg
He's always standing on his last leg
All the neighbors call him The Flamingo Man
You know he wasn't always in this position
(In this position, no)
There was a time he dreamed of working on Capitol Hill
(A politician, no)
Did he trade it for the money
Did he give it up just for the thrill
Did they get him with the benefits
Either way, he fit the bill
Now he's waking up on Monday excited for work
He makes a little breakfast and he irons his shirt
When he gets into the office, he sits in his chair
After twenty years of service
He mumbles a prayer