Is this just fantasy?

Is this just fantasy?
Part L too complex
There’s no chance of reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and pray
I’m just a roof boy –
I need no sympathy
Because I’m easy come, easy pay
Work up high, work long days
Any thing the Regs say
Doesn’t really matter to me, to me
Part L just confused a man
Put an SBEM in his head
Entered data, now it’s read
No clue, what it means to me
But now I’ve gone and ignored it anyway
Part L, o – o – oh
Is it mean’t to make me cry
If it’s not clear to you this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, ‘cos no one understands it
Too late, the time has come
Part L revised again
Brain is aching all the time
Goodbye, common sense
You’ve got to go
Gonna leave us all behind and face the mess
Part L, oooooooh
I cannot do Part L
Sometimes wish I’d never been born at all

[musical solo]

I see a little architect of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch, will he use the F factors
SBEM and SAP Calc, very, very frightening to me
(Load of Rubbish ) Load of Rubbish (Load of Rubbish) Load of Rubbish, Load of Rubbish figure it
I’m just a roof boy nobody loves me
He’s just a roof boy from a poor family
Spare him his mind from this monstrosity

Easy done? I say no, will you let it go?
Part L! No, we will not let it go
Let it go
Part L! We will not let it go
Let it go
Part L! We will not let it go
Let it go (Will not let it go)
Let it go (Will not let it go)
Let it go, o – o – oh
No, no, no, no, no, no, no

(Oh help me, help me please) Part L, let it go
Building control has the evil put aside for me, for me, for me!

[musical solo]

So you think you can confuse me with carbon in the sky
So you think you can control me and leave me to cry
Oh, Part L , can’t do this to me, no way
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

[musical solo]

Nothing really matters
Any fool can boast
Carbon doesn’t matter
Part L’s far too complex – for most

David Hicks, David Hicks Consultants