Coshing Old Lady Blues

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Well I was sweet sixteen and easy to scare 'Til I heard the Hells Angels' chain-and-razor prayer So I bought a five pound Matchless, fitted some new plugs And I joined Dickie Taylor's motorcycle thugs Singing coshing old lady Coshing old lady Coshing old lady blues Hey grannie hide your pension in your shoes We got all the knuckle dusters we can use I threatened my dad For the souvenirs he had From the last great war, the second world war A Nazi helmet and bayonet A rocking bird on my bike And I'd really cane it, cane it, cane it Singing coshing old lady Coshing old lady Coshing old lady blues Hey grannie hide your pension in your shoes We got all the knuckle dusters we can use I threatened my ma For her life savings in a jar On the kitchen shelf, I took it for myself Oh I never did return it A rocking bird on my bike And I'd really burn it, burn it, burn it Singing coshing old lady Coshing old lady Coshing old lady blues Hey grannie hide your pension in your shoes We got all the knuckle dusters we can use Hey grannie hide your welfare in your shoes We got all the knuckle dusters we can use Hey grannie hide your handout in your shoes We got all the knuckle dusters we can use
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