Pac-A-Mac

I wear my cap with pride When swaying side to side Indoors where it be crude Too late to find me shrewd I never lay in doubt When walking from about At home where it be warm You're sound asleep I'm born I'm a small chap walk tall chap When it rains cats and dogs From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac Inside a rubber wall yelling Screams echo off the ceiling My love could penetrate So I'll leave you now prostrate My fag smolders out and out And odors waft about So I give my head a kip My caps worn to a split I'm a small chapwalk tall chap When it rains cats and dogs From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac I wear my cap with pride When swaying side to side Indoors where I feel nude Too late to find me shrewd I never lay in doubt When walking from about At home where it be warm You're sound asleep I'm born I'm a small chap walk tall chap When it rains cats and dogs From my pocket I pick a pac When it rains cats and dogs From my pocket I pick a pac When it rains cats and dogs From my pocket I pick a pac-a-mac