Gordon Haskell Look Out
Seedy little ministers slimy little pimps
Dodgy old conmen practising their limps
Look at that lady pulling at his pants
Everybody’s out there looking for romance
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out Look out, there’s a lot of it about
We’ve got the hooker on the high street
Sharpening her claws
Counting out her cut from a two bit divorce
Judges in their fishnets handing out the fines
Out of work actors practising their lines
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, Look out, there’s a lot of it about
It’s agreed that what we need
It just a little bitty more than chicken feed
So tell your dog, tell your cat
Tell the hair standing up inside my hat
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, Look out, there’s a lot of it about
I’ve got wall to wall wackos lecturing on life
Pseudo intellectuals sleeping with my wife
Sirens of the cop cars screaming through the night
As a creepy crawly parasite takes another bite
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, Look out, there’s a lot of it about
It’s agreed that what we need
It just a little bitty more than chicken feed
So tell your dog, tell your cat
Tell the hair standing up inside my hat
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, there’s a lot of it about
Look out, Look out, there’s a lot of it about
