How to Make Gravy - Luca Brasi

Hello Dan, it’s Joe here

I hope you’re keeping well

It’s the 21st of December

Now they’re ringing the last bell

If I get good behaviour

I’ll be out of here by July

Won’t you kiss my kids on Christmas day

Please don’t let them cry for me

Brothers driving down from Queensland

Stella’s flying in from the coast

They say it’s gonna be a hundred degrees or more

But that won’t stop the roast

Who’s gonna make the gravy now?

I bet it won’t taste the same

Just add flour, salt, a little red wine

And don’t forget tomato sauce

For sweetness and that tang

Give my love to Angus and to Frank and Dolly

Tell 'em all I’m sorry I screwed up this time

Look after Rita, I’ll be thinking of her

Early Christmas morning when I’m standing in line

I hear Mary’s got a new boyfriend

I hope he can hold his own

Do you remember the last one?

What was his name again?

Just a little too much cologne

And Roger, I’m gonna miss Roger

There’s no one here I want to fight

Praise the Baby Jesus, have a Merry Christmas

I’m really gonna miss it, all the treasure and the trash

Later in the evening, I can just imagine

You’ll put on The Smithies and push the tables back

And you’ll dance with Rita, I know you really like her

Just don’t hold her too close, please don’t stab me in the back

I didn’t mean to say that, it’s just my mind it plays up

Multiplies each matter, turns imagination into fact

You know I love her badly, she’s the one to save me

I’m gonna make some gravy, I’m gonna taste the fat

Tell her that I’m sorry, yeah I love her badly

Tell 'em all I’m sorry, kiss the sleepy children for me

You know one of these days, I’ll be making gravy

I’ll be making plenty, I’m gonna pay 'em all back

You know one of these days, I’ll be making gravy

I’ll be making plenty, I’m gonna pay 'em all back