Lyrics

I’m up early and I go to pull my whites on
Towel hat and zinc cream
I look the part but I gotta get a move on
If I’m gonna make the A team

I’m getting set in the net with my pads on
Now I’ve got my eye in
I get a nod from the coach as he looks on
and I’m sure I’ve got his buy in

I’m knock knock knock knockin’em around
I knock knock knock knockin’em around
I got my head down I’m doing all I can (but they keep)
Making me the twelfth man

I’m a drinks carrier
It’s a big, big barrier
I need to scale to land a spot more keenly sought than a place in heaven
In the starting eleven

The skipper sides up and he says in a scolder
It’s not enough to be a batsman
If I could use you as bowler
Then I’d have another option

I’m throw throw throw throwing’em down
I’m throw throw throw throwing’em down
I’ve got’em tied down I’m doing all I can (but they keep)
Making me the twelfth man

There was chatter at home but my Dad forbade it
He had a dark secret
He didn’t want his kids to know he never made it
That he was still in treatment

A long long long time to fill
A long long long time to fill
But it hurts still
He can’t forgive that clan (it runs deep)
For making him the twelfth man

(and just like Dad) I’m a drinks carrier
It’s a big, big barrier
I need to scale to land a spot and I won’t stop until I can
But they keep making me the twelfth man