Just cos i ain�t never �ad, no, nothing worth having
Never ever, never ever
You ain�t got no call not to think i wouldn�t fall
Into thinking that i ain�t too clever
And it ain�t not having oen thing nor another
Niether, either is it anything, whatever
And it�s not not knowing that thier ain�t nothign showing
And i answer to the name of trever, however
Just cos i ain�t never said, no, nothing worth saying
Never ever, never ever, never ever
Things �ave got read into what i never sad, �till me mouth becomes me �ead
Which ain�t not all that clever
And it�s not not saying one thing nor another
Neither, either is ist anything i haven�t said, whatever
And it ain�t not proving that me mind ain�t moving
And i answer to the naem of trever, however
Knock me down with a feather
Clever trevor
Widebrows wonder wether clever trevor�s clever
Either have they got
Nor neither haven�t not
Got no right to make a clot
Our of trevor
Why should i feel bad about something i ain�t �ad
Such stupidness is mad cos nothing underfoot
Comes to nothing less to add to a load of old toot
And i ain�t half not half co there�s nowhere to put it
Even if i �ad i�m a bit of a jack the lad
Knock me down with a feather
Clever trevor
Widebrows wonder wether clever trevor�s clever
Either have they got
Nor neither haven�t not
Got no right to make a clot
Our of trevor
Also, it takes much longer to get up north, the slow way