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Saturday 10 September 2011

Sam The Skull


I'm a cat,I'm a cat,I'm a Glesga cat and my name is "Sam The Skull"

I've got claws on my paws like crocodiles jaws,and a heid like a fermers bull

I'm no the kind of cat that sat on a mat or the kind you gie a hug

I'm the kind of cat that strangles rats and even the occasional dug


Well a roam aroon doon shettlestoon and they all know me by sight

"Its The Skull! Its The Skull!",you can hear them yell,As they vanish intae the night

The polis station doon our way has bars oan the windae sill

It's no to keep the prisoners in,it's to keep oot Sam The Skull


I'm a cat,I'm a cat,I'm a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam The Skull

I've got claws on my paws like crocodiles jaws,and a heid like a fermers bull

I'm no the kind of cat that sat on a mat or the kind you gie a hug

I'm the kind of cat that strangles rats and the even occasional dug


Well one fine day no so long ago,they all had had their fill

They sent for the R.S.P.C.A to come and catch The Skull

There's naebody can get oot while he is roamin aboot chasin awe the weans up the close

Peein on the stairs,scratchin is erse and sitting there picking his nose


I'm a cat,I'm a cat,I'm a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam The Skull

I've got claws on my paws like crocodiles jaws,and a heid like a fermers bull

I'm no the kind of cat that sat on a mat or the kind you gie a hug

I'm the kind of cat that strangles rats and the even occasional dug


Well oot came the men at hawf past ten in their wee blue escort van

Right roon the back.wan had a sack and the other had a mallet in hand

A watched them run roon tae the back of the hoose,then a casually strolled tae the van

A jumped intae the van and a was off,everything had gone tae plan


I'm a cat,I'm a cat,I'm a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam The Skull

I've got claws on my paws like crocodiles jaws,and a heid like a fermers bull

I'm no the kind of cat that sat on a mat or the kind you gie a hug

I'm the kind of cat that strangles rats and the even occasional dug


Ye can hear them say doon shetleston way "whatever happened tae "Sam The Skull"

I've got claws on his paws like crocodiles jaws,and a heid like a fermers bull

You can tell them from me that I'm still running free,never a day is dull

It might sound ubsurd,but am living wae a bird in a single end in maryhill


I'm a cat,I'm a cat,I'm a Glasgow cat and my name is Sam The Skull

I've got claws on my paws like crocodiles jaws,and a heid like a fermers bull

I'm no the kind of cat that sat on a mat or the kind you gie a hug

I'm the kind of cat that strangles rats and the even occasional dug


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