His heart organ was where it should be
His brain was in his arse
His hand was well out of his pocket
His psyches in the hearth
Had a beard which was weird
Some time ago heard ramones in 81
Real ale, curry as well - sophisticate!
Spanish guitar doesnt't't get far
His dreamgirl sings adverts for the weetabix
A fancied wit that's imitation of rumpole of bailey
Whos causes and rags were phoenix-like
They were comfort blanket type
And one night at darts match
He showed he was a big fan of double-entendre
Saw not the nine oclock news history of the world part one
Mere pseud mag editors father (x12)