Sooty's all grown up he's not a puppet anymore
He's interested in getting pissed and passing out on the floor, Oi!
He glassed Basil Brush with a bottle of stout
And threw a dart in Squeek's eyes before he pulled it out
Who's that walking on air?

Bouncing down the street without a care?
It's skin head Sooty, with the killer xylophone, Oi!
With blood soaked bovver boots and a racist attitude
A mean fucking mother's son
Not afraid of anyone
Got the others on the run
Here he comes, here he comes
Sooty the skin, Oi!
queek, queek, queek, queek, queek, Oi!
Sooty's got a tattoo and he's gone and shaved his head
He's dating muppets half his age
And getting them into bed
He says his old friends are all miserable pricks
They're married now or dead and gone
Or mentally sick
Who's that walking on air?
Bouncing down the street without a care?
Well the hunce caught up with Basil Brush and he got clubbed to death
(god blimy, god blimy etc)
Hey Paul, it's enough mate
It's dead mate)
mate, you've knocked the stuffing out of him
Bill and Ben got little weed and smoked it in the shed
Weed! Weed! Weed!
Blubba that little weed
Zebadee ODed on E and now he's pushing clover
It's not lawn I got it from the womballs
Dougal blindly humps the leg of his owner
I say, what's that tune, said Dougal
(Last post, damn, splinter) Ow
bobby is a bigot
the clangers flew away
The thunderbirds are puppets, No!
And Andy Pandy's Gay!
(and proud people, and proud, no strings on end, he stands up himself =
these
days)
Who's causing havoc on the docks?
In a pair of bright red braces and cherry red docs!
It's skin head Sooty with the killer xylophone
With a blood soaked Stanley knife
And a racist attitude
He'll wait until you're all alone
Crack your skull, break your bones
Send the pieces to your home
He's the one
All in fun
Sooty the skin-head
Oi, oi, oi, oi, Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi!