Hadaway

Ah ye've gotta be joking yr tekkin' the piss

I'd have to be stupid to go on wi' this

I wasn't born yesterday or even last week

It's someone with sailing experience ye seek

I wouldn't sail with you's on the last ship aground

In a biblical flood I'd be better off drowned

So drink up yr bevies and have a good sup

I'll no part o' this fancy O' Brian's dreamed up

Find some other idiot to pilot your craft

And tomorrow ye'll be sober

Hadaway hadaway hadaway with ye's all

Ye know ye've got nowt ye've got nothing at all

Hadaway yr just pissin' yr beer up the wall

And you're out of your tiny minds

I had a friend on the ships his name was Joe Dorsey

He'd get into port he'd be straight to the horsies

He begged and he pleaded he was some operator

600 to one and he'd pay me back later

He claimed it was certain that we'd be in clover

And the next time we sailed past the White Cliffs of Dover

We'd be sailing a yacht of our own to the Med

I lent him the money I was out of me head

I didn't see hide of him for nine months maybe ten

And didn't the bastard just ask me again

For the loan of a tenner he'd pay me back soon

All the money he owed me I answered the loon

Hadaway hadaway hadaway with ye's all

Ye know ye've got nowt ye've got nothing at all

Hadaway yr just pissin' yr beer up the wall

And you're out of your tiny minds

I once had a girl down in Tenerife

A passionate courtship albeit brief

But what happened next it just beggared belief

If I tell ye ye'll be sober

The second night in she claims she's with child

Afore yesterday night she'd been pure undefiled

I must be the father court papers she'd filed

So what did I tell her me rovers

Hadaway hadaway hadaway with ye's all

Ye know ye've got nowt ye've got nothing at all

Hadaway yr just pissin' yr beer up the wall

Ye think you've got a case you've got sweet bugger all

And you're out of your tiny minds

And you're out of your tiny minds

And you're out of your tiny minds