Tea Break Tactical

Yeah,

Chenna on the scaffold

Or maybe just beside it

Chenna’s got the hi-vis,

but he’s taking his time Leaning on a fence like he’s waiting

for a sign Tools in the van,

yeah, boots on the ground But when the work gets heavy,

he’s nowhere to be found He says,

“Give me five,” then he’s gone for an hour Got a talent

for avoiding every bit of power Sean says,

“Where’s the graft?” Rob says,

“Where’s the plan?” Chenna just grins like a very busy man

Money for nothing, that’s Chenna’s refrain Leaning on the fences while he

dodges the strain Winding up Sean,

winding up Rob all day “Where’s my pay packet?

I’ve been working,” he’ll say

Money for nothing, with a cheeky little grin Gets somebody else from

another job to chip in Scaff in the sky but his feet

stay still Chenna’s on the payroll by an act of sheer will

He’ll point at a tower and say,

“That needs a hand” Then find three other people from a different

work gang “Can you sort that?

Can you carry this too?” By the time they say yes,

he’s got nothing to do

Sean gets wound up,

Rob’s shaking his head

Chenna’s telling tall tales by the tea shed He’s got a thousand

reasons, every one of them smooth A professional lean with a professional

move

If there’s a fence,

he’ll find it

If there’s a job,

he’ll assign it

If Sean and Rob are near He’ll wind them up for free

Money for nothing, Chenna’s king of the lot Leaning on the railings

like he’s guarding the spot Sean says,

“Get moving!” Rob says,

“That’s enough!” Chenna says,

“Relax lads, I’ve been working hard stuff”

Money for nothing, let the whole site know He delegates the graft

then watches it go Scaff in the sky and a grin on

his face Chenna gets the credit while the others set pace