Wellies Jocks

Fifty years amd counting,
Until my dying breath,
There's nothing like a Wellies jock,
I love them all to death.

From the freezing cold of Scotland,
(It's freezin, it's freezin, my god it's feckin freezin)
They are the Welies jocks,
I'd trust them all with my life,
But never with my socks.

Rory, Angus, Tam,
Tattie, George and John,
We remember going to use the phone,
To find that it had gone.
They had us in the pishing rain,
being grilled by Bev and John,
But none of them would ever tell,
to the phone box what they 'd done.

From the freezing cold of Scotland,
(It's freezin, it's freezin, my god it's feckin freezin)
They are the Wellies jocks,
I'd trust them all with my life,
But never with my socks.

Forty five years later,
John Waddell was distressed,
It was playing on his mind,
he needed to confess,
He told us of the robbery,
and what the Wellies Jocks had done,
Then He prayed to be forgiven,
by God and his holy son.

From the freezing cold of Scotland,
(It's freezin, it's freezin, my god it's feckin freezin)
They are the Wellies jocks,
I'd trust them all with my life,
But never with my socks.

When Angus, Tam and Tattie, All went on the pish,
Something nutty happened,
that cannot be dismissed,
When they got back into their room,
it really was a shocker,
For Tam and Tattie bundled Angus into his locker.

From the freezing cold of Scotland,
(It's freezin, it's freezin, my god it's feckin freezin)
They are the Wellies jocks,
I'd trust them all with my life,
But never with my socks.

As the locker toppled to the floor,
Angus smashed his head,
Tam and Tattie checked to see,
If Angus was dead,
They poked him in the eye,
and gave him a nip,
Before they decided to throw,
his body into the skip.

From the freezing cold of Scotland,
(It's freezin, it's freezin, my god it's feckin freezin)
They are the Wellies jocks,
I'd trust them all with my life,
But never with my socks.

From the freezing cold of Scotland,
(It's freezin, it's freezin, my god it's feckin freezin)
They are the Wellies jocks,
I'd trust them all with my life,
But never with my socks.


(It's freezin, it's freezin, my god it's feckin freezin)
(It's freezin, it's freezin, my god it's feckin freezin)

Female Vocals, Playful, Indie Pop