Ian Dury, pissed like a brewery
Sadly dead, still a blockhead
Iconoclast, always a blast
Underdog with monologues
Ragged suits and new boots
Never saw his panties, but he upped the ante
Kilburn and The High Roads - what a bunch
On stage he was brooding, out to lunch
He was a gift for womankind
Disability is a state of mind
Loved his brandy, made him randy
Loved his sex, well he was from Essex
Never showed too much sentiment
Gave Gene Vincent acknowledgement
Multi-talented, writer, actor
As is his son, the dashing Baxter
Definitely clever and not thick
Arseholes, bastards, fucking c***s and pricks
Definitely not patriarchal,
To your Abracadabra he was partial
He looked sharp on stage in a bowler
The sex and drugs and rock and roller
Reasons to love Ian Dury, parts 1, 2, 3’d
New Boots And Panties!! is very good indeed