The Sum of Us

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- Let's go!

Ah, here we go.

- Jeff, Jeff, Jeff, Jeff.

Oli! Oli!

- First time Dad

took me to Gran and Aunt Mary's

for my holiday, I was, I

don't know, eight or nine.

And I remember playing footy with Gran

and my cousins, in the front yard.

You know those days when

everything's perfect?

One of the greatest afternoons of my life.

You see, Gran would form

us all into one team,

and she'd be the other.

It amazes me to think of the hours

and hours she'd spend playing with us.

She never seemed tired.

Later in the afternoon, she'd play Ludo,

or Snakes & Ladders, or Tiddlywinks.

I used to love those games with Gran.

She used to keep an old Monopoly set

hidden under the stairs,

because Mary wouldn't let her play.

You see, real strict

Salvation Army, Mary was.

I mean, Gran, too, but just

not as bad as Mary, you know.

This one time, Mary went out for a while.

And the minute she's out the door,

Gran whips out the old Monopoly board.

Not a word to Mary, she says.

That was the best game of

Monopoly I've ever played.

Like me and Gran were doing

something really naughty.

Really wrong.

Fire and brimstone stuff, you know.

Some people may think that

those days with Gran and Mary

had a bad influence on me.

Could be right.

After all, I still play footy.

- Stick your friggin' shoulder in his ass!

- Watch it.

- Only doing what he wants.

- Easy!

Now you're heading down to get someone

- Jesus, you blokes!

What do you think you're doing?

Come on.

Oh, go on, get out of here.

Go on.

All the people that you're standing on

All the people that you're standing on

Now you're heading down to be someone

Someone that you've seen in a magazine

Your preminition is coming true

Oh baby you're not so green

No baby you're not so green

No baby not so systematically

waking up the dead

Systematically stepping on my head

You're systematically waking up the dead

Systematically stepping on my head

Now you're heading

down to find something

Something that you

buried in your backyard

Position is coming through all the dirt

That you're diggin' on

All the dirt that you're diggin' on

Now you're heading down to be someone

- G'day, mate.

- You're a woman of the world, Gert.

What do you reckon?

- Are you thinking of

getting hitched again, Harry?

- Just looking.

Systematic waking up the dead.

Systematically stepping on my head

Systematically waking up the dead.

Systematically stepping on my head

Now you're heading down to get someone

Someone that you

should have had years ago

Possession is coming

through all the people

That you're standing on

All the people that you're standing on

All the people that you're standing on

Are hard to get a hand on

Systematically waking up the dead

Systematically stepping on my head

Systematically waking up the dead

You're systematically

stepping on my head

- I'm f***ed.

- What was that?

- I said I'm rooted.

- Stopped off for a quickie

on the way home, did you?

- God, you're off

sometimes, you know that?

Put a dirty meaning on everything.

Not lasagna again?

Are you going senile or something?

- Mashed potatoes and veggies.

- We've had it three

times this week, already.

Why can't we have a nice leg of lamb?

We haven't had a roast for yonks.

- Things aren't so wonderful when

you're cooking, you know.

Sausages and chips are a real treat,

when you're in the kitchen.

- I did that nice chicken curry last week.

- So hot it blew the roof of my mouth off.

- Oh, I'm sorry if you

can't stand a little

imagination in my cooking.

I'll stick to frozen lasagna, from now on.

How long is it gonna be, anyway?

- Nearly ready.

- I'll just grab a quick shower.

- Why do you always

decide to take a shower,

just as I'm about to dish up?

Just as I'm about to put

the food on the table--

- You don't expect to sit down all sweaty,

and smelly like this...

- Why not?

Doesn't usually bother you,

unless you're going out.

Are you going out?

- Well, as a matter of fact, I am.

I thought I'd just pop down to the pub,

for a couple of beers.

All right?

- Got a date?

- Can't a bloke go out for

a drink on a Friday night,

without you making a

lifetime romance out of it?

You dish up.

I won't be two ticks, all right?

- He'll be back in a minute.

- You had a shower then, did you, Dad?

- Yes, yes I did.

- You didn't turn the

taps right off, again.

- Is that right, son?

- Every time I go for a

shower, the taps are dripping.

Now, I know you don't turn them

right off because you think,

you're saving the washers.

But mate, I've told ya,

that's what they're for.

And I'm a plumber.

I can change 'em.

And a few flamin' washers

are a damn sight cheaper,

than the water rates.

It drives me mental, Dad.

You know, it does.

If I've asked you once, I've

asked you thousand times.

Turn the f***ing taps off!

- Yes.

- Thanks.

- Sorry.

- Very much.

- I will try.

He's very wrought up.

He only ever mentions

that when he's wrought up.

He must think he's meeting

Mr. Right, tonight.

He won't be eating any Sara Lee.

You're probably wondering about that.

About him meeting Mr. Right.

Well, might as well get

it out into the open,

as the actress said to the bishop.

He won't be meeting any girl tonight.

He's what you might call cheerful.

Can't bear that other word.

Some of you will be going,

tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, probably.

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