Good Boy - Kevin Coyne

Good boy, good boy,

Good boy, good boy,

Good boy, good boy,

Good boy, good boy,

Good boy, excellent,

Head boy, good boy,

Good boy, good boy,

Good boy, good lad,

Well done, good boy,

Good boy, good boy,

You’re just a lickspittle, lickspittle, lickspittle.

Good boy, good boy,

Good boy, good boy,

Good boy, good boy,

Good boy, good boy,

Good boy, good boy,

All your days

You’ve done the right thing,

You never went away

When you went out to play,

You fetched the shopping

For Mrs. Baxter down the road,

You carried her load.

You were good,

You were fine,

You did all the right things

And you father got down on his knees

And said,

And prayed,

And said,

«Thank you, Lord,

For sending me such a son,

Such a son,

Such a son,

Such a bum,

Such a bum,

Such a son,

Such a bum,

Such a bum,

Such a son,

Such a son,

Such a bum,

Such a son, such a son, such a son, such a son, such a son,

You’re just a lickspittle, lickspittle, lickspittle, lickspittle.

Good boy, good boy,

Good boy, well done,

Good boy, excellent,

Good boy, head boy,

Good boy, good boy,

Good boy, good boy,

Good boy, good boy,

Well done, good boy,

Well done, good boy,

Well done, good boy,

Good boy, good boy.

You’re just a lickspittle, lickspittle, lickspittle, lickspittle.

Good boy