Sooty's all grown up he's not a puppet anymore  He's interested in getting pissed and passing out on the floor, Oi!  He glassed Basil Brush with a bottle of stout  And threw a dart in Squeek's eyes before he pulled it out  Who's that walking on air?  Bouncing down the street without a care?  It's skin head Sooty, with the killer xylophone, Oi!  With blood soaked bovver boots and a racist attitude  A mean fucking mother's son  Not afraid of anyone  Got the others on the run  Here he comes, here he comes  Sooty the skin, Oi!  queek, queek, queek, queek, queek, Oi!  Sooty's got a tattoo and he's gone and shaved his head  He's dating muppets half his age  And getting them into bed  He says his old friends are all miserable pricks  They're married now or dead and gone  Or mentally sick  Who's that walking on air?  Bouncing down the street without a care?  Well the hunce caught up with Basil Brush and he got clubbed to death  (god blimy, god blimy etc)  Hey Paul, it's enough mate  It's dead mate)  mate, you've knocked the stuffing out of him  Bill and Ben got little weed and smoked it in the shed  Weed! Weed! Weed!  Blubba that little weed  Zebadee ODed on E and now he's pushing clover  It's not lawn I got it from the womballs  Dougal blindly humps the leg of his owner  I say, what's that tune, said Dougal  (Last post, damn, splinter) Ow  bobby is a bigot  the clangers flew away  The thunderbirds are puppets, No!  And Andy Pandy's Gay!  (and proud people, and proud, no strings on end, he stands up himself =  these  days)  Who's causing havoc on the docks?  In a pair of bright red braces and cherry red docs!  It's skin head Sooty with the killer xylophone  With a blood soaked Stanley knife  And a racist attitude  He'll wait until you're all alone  Crack your skull, break your bones  Send the pieces to your home  He's the one  All in fun  Sooty the skin-head  Oi, oi, oi, oi, Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi, Oi!