Doc Skazoid
(Words - Davidson, Music Davidson/Cooke)

Doc Skazoid, a keen talker
Never knew a man to talk so much
His sister, knew Glitter, got older did not keep in touch
Did dexys, the sixties, ten years so good that he forgot
He FORGOT

Did business, down London
No debt too dirty to collect
Smart dressing gent distressing Your money or your fucking neck
Did whisky, the sixties, ten years so good that he forgot
HE FORGOT

he's been talking talking all nite long
he's been talking talking all nite long

Been dragging his wagon
More years than I have ever seen
No drinkies for Crinkly, but you can see where they have been
In sheepskin, in summer, but I've never ever seen the old boy sweat
Top pocket, Blue Peters, wouldn't do to get them beauties wet
BEAUTIES WEEEET

he's been talking talking all nite long
he's been talking talking all nite long

The Children of the Clyde, they're durty and they're wide
oily water shines, oily water's fine
The Children of the Clyde, they're durty and they're wide
oily water shines, oily water's fine

God summoned Don Drummond
Tom McCook and Roland Alphonso
Old timer, sunday driver, he's got a ticket for that show
Old timer, sunday driver, he's got his ticket for that show
FOR THAT SHOW

he's been talking talking all nite long
he's been talking talking all nite long

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