Lyrics:

You must have seen parties of Blockheads With blotched and lagered skin Blockheads with food particles in their teeth What a horrible state they're in They've got womanly breasts under pale mauve vests Shoes like dead pigs' noses Cornflake packet jacket, catalogue trousers A mouth what never closes You must have seen Blockheads in raucous teams Dressed up after work Who screw their poor old Eileens Get sloshed and go berserk Rotary accessory watches Hire-purchase signet rings A beauty to the bully boys No lonely vestige clings Why bother at all about Blockheads? Why shouldn't they do as they please? You know if it came to a brainy game You could baffle a Blockhead with ease How would you like one puffing and blowing in your ear-hole? Or pissing in your swimming pool? Bigger brained Blockheads often acquire Black and orange cars Premature ejaculation drivers Their soft-top's got roll-bars 'Fill her up,' they say to Blockheads 'Go on, stick it where it hurts' Their shapeless haircuts don't enhance Their ghastly patterned shirts Why bother at all about Blockheads? Superior as you are You're thoughtful and kind with a well-stocked mind A Blockhead can't think very far Imagine finding one in your laundry basket Banging nails in your big black dog Why bother at all about Blockheads? Why should you care what they do? Cos after all is said and done You're a Blockhead too Blockheads Blockheads Blockheads (oi oi) Blockheads (oi, oi)...