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
May 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