Deliveroo Rider (with apologies to Lennon & McCartney)

Listen to the song here –http:/freemusicarchive.org/music/Andrew_Walton/Deliveroo_Rider_EP/Deliveroo_Rider

Deliveroo rider, Deliveroo rider.

If you need a lamb jalfrezi, and peshwari nan
But can’t be arsed to cook, then I’ve got a plan.
Just pick up your phone and make a call
To the Deliveroo rider, Deliveroo rider.

Pedestrians, get out of his way.
Curry can’t get cold, see him sway
Through traffic jam and pouring rain,
Consults the GPS, then he’s off again.
Deliveroo rider, Deliveroo rider.

Ignores red lights, gets there as fast as he can
The highway code, he doesn’t understand.
On zero hour contract and minimum wage
It’s a thankless job, underpaid
Deliveroo rider, Deliveroo rider.

Outside Burger King, in late Friday gloom,
You can see them all, prepared to zoom.
Lycra clad, green of hue,
With a pouch on their back and a kangaroo.
Deliveroo riders, Deliveroo riders.

Together they struck for better working rights,
Collective action won their fight.
This gig economy has got to end,
We all need more cash to spend.
We’re all Deliveroo riders, Deliveroo riders.

Tags: beatles, deliveroo, paperback writer, takeaway, unionisation, zero hours