I'm in a bit of personal strife
See I just got back from the Nullabor Plain and me camera has had the sword
It's the bit through the lens, metre motor mamma-mia-fix, I lost it when they dammed the Ord
Then I recovered it covered up in Kununurra frog spawn and couldn't get the thing to work
And now the drive's had it and you can't get the batteries
And the flash gun attachment's all wedged up with matches
And the points need cleaning and there's sand in the shutter
Need a ten-eighth print from the film jammed in it
What d'ya reckon, any joy, could you fix it all by five o'clock?
From She'll be Right by Rolf Harris
