Oh you are a mucky kid   Dirty as a dustbin lid    When he hears the things that you did    You'll get a belt from your dad      You really have your old man's nose    So crimson, in the dark it glows    If you're not asleep when the boozers close    You'll get a belt from your dad       You look so scruffy lying there    Strawberry jam all through your hair    Though in the world you haven't a care    And your mummy's got so many       Oh you are a mucky kid   Dirty as a dustbin lid    When he hears the things that you did    You'll get a belt from your dad      Although you have no silver spoon    Better days are coming soon    Sister's working at the mill   And she gets her pay on Friday    Perhaps one day we'll make a splash    If the Irish Sweeps provides the cash    We'll have a house that's oh-so posh    And buy your dad a brewery       Oh you are a mucky kid   Dirty as a dustbin lid    When he hears the things that you did    You'll get a belt from your dad      You really have your old man's face    You're growing up a real hard case    But no one else can take your place    Go to sleep for Mummy