I Am The Champion Concrete Mixer

Branded a school trained no-hoper full stop
 un regle was flung at the left wing of my brain
 Branded a school trained no-hoper full stop
 when the Chaucer enforcer only used my decond name
 Gleavey is easily distracted
 by thoughts of famous footballers
 his head is like a malleted stump
 somewhere between Aldi and Anfield
 The headmasters bootboys blocking out the summer
 the javelin went in one ear and out the other
 the only love on show was some erected athlete
 we hardly got a kick in so we drifted off to sleep
 Soon there was loads of us kicking away unseen
 cut off from barbers and sex appeal
 Soon there was loads of us, nomadic nomarks
 humming vicious pop songs on a washed out field
 Gleavey is easily distracted
 by thoughts of famous murderers
 his head goes up and down
 like Charlie Manson's wah wah
 steering well clear of young musician of the year