Just cos I ain´t never ´ad, no, nothing worth having
Never ever, never ever
You ain´t got no call not to think I wouldn´t fall

Into thinking that I ain´t too clever
And it ain´t not having oen thing nor another
Niether, either is it anything, whatever
And it´s not not knowing that thier ain´t nothign showing
And I answer to the name of Trever, however

Just cos I ain´t never said, no, nothing worth saying
Never ever, never ever, never ever
Things ´ave got read into what I never sad, ´till me mouth becomes me ´ead
Which ain´t not all that clever
And it´s not not saying one thing nor another
Neither, either is ist anything I haven´t said, whatever
And it ain´t not proving that me mind ain´t moving

And I answer to the naem of Trever, however

Knock me down with a feather
Clever Trevor
Widebrows wonder wether Clever Trevor´s clever
Either have they got
Nor neither haven´t not
Got no right to make a clot
Our of Trevor

Why should I feel bad about something I ain´t ´ad
Such stupidness is mad cos nothing underfoot
Comes to nothing less to add to a load of old toot
And I ain´t half not half co there´s nowhere to put it
Even if I ´ad i´m a bit of a Jack the Lad

Knock me down with a feather
Clever Trevor
Widebrows wonder wether Clever Trevor´s clever
Either have they got
Nor neither haven´t not
Got no right to make a clot
Our of Trevor

Also, it takes much longer to get up north, the slow way