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