Blockheads Lyrics
With blotched and lagered skin
Blockheads with food particles in their teeth
What a horrible state they're in
Shoes like dead pigs' noses
Cornflake packet jacket, catalogue trousers
A mouth what never closes
Dressed up after work
Who screw their poor old Eileens
Get sloshed and go berserk
Hire-purchase signet rings
A beauty to the bully boys
No lonely vestige clings
Why shouldn't they do as they please?
You know if it came to a brainy game
You could baffle a Blockhead with ease
Or pissing in your swimming pool?
Black and orange cars
Premature ejaculation drivers
Their soft-top's got roll-bars
'Go on, stick it where it hurts'
Their shapeless haircuts don't enhance
Their ghastly patterned shirts
Superior as you are
You're thoughtful and kind with a well-stocked mind
A Blockhead can't think very far
Banging nails in your big black dog
Why should you care what they do?
Cos after all is said and done
You're a Blockhead too
Blockheads
Blockheads...
Why has no one commented on this song it rocks. Its so great.
I think this is just kind of a write up on the Blockheads, as if they were some kind of rock and roll mafia, but then again, they almost coulda been!
I suggest getting Ian Dury: Reasons To Be Cheerful, the compilation, the U.K. version, it has an outstanding live version of this song!
According to Ian Dury, the song is about the thugs who would pile out of the Oval Pub while he was living at 'Catshit Mansions', his wonderful nickname for a block of plats near the Oval Cricket ground in London. It's a very accurate description of them. So i guess that solves that one doesn' it?
The song was written and recorded before the Blockheads formed, it gave them thier name during the Stiff tour a good few months after the song was first released on New Boots and Panties!!.