Letra de Shell Be Right

I've got a problem Got my grandmother down from the Camawheel Pub and she's recken to do the town And she's got this fella, he's a Swedish ornithologist, she met him on the trip comin' down Now, he's a weird sort of bloke, sense of humour like a wort, hasn't got a thing upstairs But they need some money, ooh, and accommodation Somebody to go and get their luggage from the station Two canoe trip tickets down the Murrumbudgie River And grannie wants to learn about underwater swimming What d'ya reckon, any joy, could I organise a short term loan Listen - no risk, no worries, no sweat - no problems, oh yeah Look, she'll be right (don't worry), she'll be right, (ha-ha-ha) relax No risk, no worries, no sweat - no problems, oh yeah Look, she'll be right (stop worryin'), she'll be right I'm in a bit of personal strife See I just got back from the Nullabor Plain and me camera has had the sword It's the bit through the lens, metre motor mamma-mia-fix, I lost it when they dammed the Ord Then I recovered it covered up in Kununurra frog spawn and couldn't get the thing to work And now the drive's had it and you can't get the batteries And the flash gun attachment's all wedged up with matches And the points need cleaning and there's sand in the shutter Need a ten-eighth print from the film jammed in it What d'ya reckon, any joy, could you fix it all by five o'clock, relax, (hah) No risk, no worries, no sweat - no problems, ah yeah Look, she'll be right, (hah), she'll be right When we get right down to improvisation or acting off the top of the skull Mate, when we play it by ear as they say in the classics We - you know, pulsate - pulsate? yeah, that'll be right, yeah