Following BooBoo question in the Bar here's the first song wot I ever wrote, a long, long time ago.
It a thinly disguised caricature of mates and an homage to the magnificent Ian Dury
I remember at the time being pretty darn pleased and it has a certain laddish way about it I guess.
And of course it has to be sung in that deep London talkin accent.
A bit of the other..
Do you know what I mean?
You’re making it seem
Like a bit of the other
If you know what I mean
It’s a little bit obscene
Like a bit under cover
Of darkness, so down come the night
Someone sick again so turn on the lights
Oi Oi.... A bit of the other
Well you think you’re OK
Take the piss all the day
You’re a bit of a mother
Daddy’s clothes are so smart
You’re a bit of a fart
Oops, there goes another
Jack the lad, we’re stick in the Standard all night
Pissed as newts again its a sorry old sight
And we all like Ian Dury
And we all like Ian Dury
And we all like, a bit of the other
Kevin and Doris
Drive in a Morris
While Chris has a jolly good crap ( and tells us all about it an’ all )
Oh we’re ever so bitchy
While Chris he gets itchy
‘So scratch it’, he does in full view
Of the girls who cry “ it ain’t all there’
They laugh, they sigh but it’s all in despair
And we all like Ian Dury
And we all like Ian Dury
And we all like, a bit of the other
c1978 N Connor