Coshing Old Lady Blues by Third World War Lyrics

Well I was sweet sixteen and easy to scare
'Til I heard the Hells Angels' chain-and-razor prayer
So I bought a five pound Matchless, fitted some new plugs
And I joined Dickie Taylor's motorcycle thugs

Singing coshing old lady
Coshing old lady
Coshing old lady blues

Hey grannie hide your pension in your shoes
We got all the knuckle dusters we can use

I threatened my dad
For the souvenirs he had
From the last great war, the second world war
A Nazi helmet and bayonet
A rocking bird on my bike
And I'd really cane it, cane it, cane it

Singing coshing old lady
Coshing old lady
Coshing old lady blues
Hey grannie hide your pension in your shoes
We got all the knuckle dusters we can use

I threatened my ma
For her life savings in a jar
On the kitchen shelf, I took it for myself
Oh I never did return it
A rocking bird on my bike
And I'd really burn it, burn it, burn it

Singing coshing old lady
Coshing old lady
Coshing old lady blues

Hey grannie hide your pension in your shoes
We got all the knuckle dusters we can use

Hey grannie hide your welfare in your shoes
We got all the knuckle dusters we can use

Hey grannie hide your handout in your shoes
We got all the knuckle dusters we can use