Ian Dury And The Blockheads - Razzle In My Pocket lyrics

In my yellow jersey, I went out on the nick.
South Street Romford, shopping arcade
Got a Razzle magazine, I never paid
Inside my jacket & away double quick.
Good sense told me, once was enough
But I had a cocky eye on more of this stuff
With the Razzle in my pocket, back to have another peek

Instead of being sneeky I strolled inside,
I put my thieving hand on smth rude
I walked right out with a silhouette of nudes
´Hold on sonny´ said a voice at my side
´I think you have taken one of my books´
Passers by gave me dirty looks
´Not me mister´ I bravely lied

We stopped by the window of a jeweller´s shop
´If it is money for your lunch, I would´ve given you a loan
Have you got any form, were you on your own?
Round to the station & we will tell the cops´
´I am ever so ashamed, it was wicked & rash
Here is the book back, & here is the cash
I never stole before, I promise I will stop´

´Crime doesn´t pay, you have got honest eyes
If we go to the law another thief is born
And I will get the book back, creased & torn
So return what you have taken & apologise´
I gave him back his nudie book
I said I was sorry, I slung my hook
With the Razzle in my pocket as the 2nd prize

Ian´s diction is superbly clear, although he drops his H´s in the
cockney manner. What´s interesting is the verse form - this is a double
sonnet - four stanzas each of seven lines, with a rhyme structure
ABBABBA - evidence of Ian Dury´s classical education. I would suggest
pulling the mp3 of this song off Napster & having on the english.pl
website.


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