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letra de the second chance crew - don white (lynn, ma)

the second chance crew lyrics
[verse 1]
my dad said son, if you keep going on this way
(bad report card, real bad report card)
you are gonna wind up as a lumper on a crew some day
(was a lumper, dad was a lumper)
i was laughing so hard, rolling on the floor
dad, no one uses words like lumper any more
the guys are outside, it’s friday night, i gotta go
(see you later, thanks for the laughter)

[chorus]
he said if you keep doing the things you’re doing
(was a lumper)
if the things you’re doing don’t do you in
(was a lumper)
they can always use another lumper on the second chance crew

[verse 2]
you know me and billy, bob, rick and ray
(drinking buddies, my drinking buddies)
we’ve been living for the party еvery thursday, friday, sat-rday
(and on sunday, don’t forget sunday)
one by onе they moved away from home
you know time went by, the next thing i know
i’m thirty-one, i’m drinking with a bunch of nineteen year olds
(what a loser, man what a loser)
[chorus]
if you keep doing the things that you’re doing
(what a loser)
if the things you’re doing don’t do you in
(what a loser)
they can always use another lumper on the second chance crew

[bridge]
second chance people got a touch of gray
they partied their teens and their twenties away
well now they’re sober, starting over and they’re thirty-two
they’re just glad to be working on the second chance crew

[verse 3]
i wound up in the program, i know that’s no surprise
(alcoholic, you’re an alcoholic)
i make the minimum wage but at least i didn’t die (ha)
(should’ve bought the farm, you should’ve bought it)
my knees are aching and my back is sore
i have been dragging these ladders ‘cross a plywood floor
and dad, i never wonder what a lumper is any more
(you’re a lumper, don, you’re a lumper)

[chorus]
he said, you keep doing the things you’re doing
(what a lumper)
if the things you’re doing don’t do you in
(what a lumper)
they can always use another lumper on the second chance crew
he said, if you keep doing the things you’re doing
(what a lumper)
if the things you’re doing don’t do you in, ha ha ha
(what a lumper)
then they can always use another lumper on the second chance crew
[skit: don white, jon svetkey, everett pendelton]
well, ladies and gentlemen, we were working kind of late one friday evening on the second chance crew. we were building these condominiums right across the street from barry park, which ironically is where we used to skip school, hang around, drink kegs of beer, which is partly why we wound up on the crew in the first place. we had jon the plasterer, jack the drywaller, michael the ditch-digger, who was famous in his youth for rolling three-foot long marijuana cigarettes. we let him dig the ditches but we do not let him drive the van any more. and of course there was everett, the crew chief.

now jon—we’re getting ready to pack up and get out of there—jon looks out the window over to the park, he brings his head in the window, he says over to me:

hey, don.

yeah jon.

isn’t that your son lauren walking across the lot there with the keg on his back?

my son?

yeah.

well, do you recall this morning when you came to pick me up?

yep, you’re getting your license back sometime soon, right?

well, i do have a date but we’re not sure what’s going to happen exactly.

‘kay.

but yes, when you came over this morning to get me at my house, he was there, and didn’t he say he was going to the library?

he did. i think he’s studying beer making.
well, you know it was true. he was studying beer making right there in barry park in front of us. and there was some nephews of everett’s and some relatives of all of ours over there. and everett comes over and he sizes up the situation—’cause he’s the crew chief and that’s what crew chiefs do—he sizes it up, he looked over there across the park at this gathering group of people around the keg of beer, all teenagers, some of whom were related to him through relatives of his, and he hollers out the window to them:

hey! you no-good, good-for-nothing, alternative-music-listening, italian-eyebrow-pierced-having, cheap-beer-drinking, depressed-for-no-good-reason punks! get your head from under that keg! put out that big joint and listen to what i have to say.

and you know, they did listen to him. not because they thought he had any great wisdom for their future, but they thought he might be crazy. and he might have a gun. and they were right on both counts.

so we all went out and we lined up in front of the condominium facing barry park and the impending keg party. we were like the ghosts of keg party past. and drywall and sawdust was mixing in wistfully with the gray hair in our sideburns as some sort of sad metaphor for the decisions we have made in our life. and i hollered across the playground:

all aboard on the second chance crew
we wrote this little song for you

[outro]
smoke it, drink it, puff it up your nose
while your education goes up in smoke
and when you’re in your thirties and the party is through
we’re saving you a seat at the meeting
and a job lumpin’ on the crew
we’re saving you a seat at the meeting (like a revival, really)
a seat at the meeting
a seat at the meeting
a seat at the meeting (sing with me one time, that’s right)
a seat at the meeting
a seat at the meeting
a seat at the meeting (hi i’m don, i’m an alcoholic)
a seat at the meeting (hi don)
a seat at the meeting
a job lumpin’ on the crew (that’s what’s waiting for you)
a seat at the meeting
a job lumpin’ on the crew

- don white lynn ma

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