Pac-a-Mac - Madness

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 wafter about

So I give my head a kip

My caps worn to a split

I’m a small chap, walk 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