Stevie Taite - Clever Fella, My Fold Up Umbrella lyrics

Work here has been slow of late I'm a fair weather recluse The other hand bag 'hang outs' get an awful lot more use My canopy's been folded Held in place by Velcro strap I lost my cover long ago (an unfortunate mishap) I long to stretch my metal ribs And lock my tiny joints My fabric is a wondrous sight With nippled ferrule point The sound of pitter patter Excites my bu*toned springs They'll nip you like a playful pup They're temperamental things! When I can be made use of To catch and steer cloud bursts I wish the rains be generous To quench the grounds great thirst I'm not good on a blust'ry storm It's a sk** you have to learn to keep me pushed into the wind Or inside out I'll turn But I'll make no apologies In showers I'm ok! For wind proof reinforcement A lot more you will pay And generally they don't fold up They are so cumbersome But me, I'm with you all the time And not just sat at home. And when you shake the excess off As to the door you get With out the shelter that I give You'd be a lot more wet!