Pac-a-mac

I wear my cap with pride 
When swaying side to side 
Indoors where it be crude 
Too late to find me shrewd. 
I never lay in doubt 
When walking from about 
At home where it be warm 
You're sound asleep unborn! 

I'm a small chap 
Walk tall chap 
When it rains 
Cats and dogs 
From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac. 

Inside a rubber wall yelling 
Screams echo, off the ceiling. 
My love could penetrate 
So I'll leave you now prostrate. 
My fag smoulders out and out 
And odours waft there about 
So I give my head a kip 
My cap's worn to a split. 

I'm a small chap 
Walk tall chap 
When it rains 
Cats and dogs 
From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac. 

I wear my cap with pride 
When swaying side to side 
Indoors where I feel nude 
Too late to find me shrewd. 
I never lay in doubt 
When walking from about 
At home where it be warm 
You're sound asleep unborn! 

I'm a small chap 
Walk tall chap 
When it rains 
Cats and dogs 
From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac.