Here Comes Geordie

Here comes Geordie, back in town again Here comes Geordie, strutting down the lane Girls all want to toy with his affection Boys all say, he loves his own reflection Hey now, Geordie, sing us all a song Whoa there, Geordie, where's your mother tongue? That don't sound like Tyneside to me Geordie, are you from Jamaica, ee? Here comes Geordie in his private plane Got to save the planet once again Good old Geordie, righteous as can be Chop down the forest just to save a tree Good old Geordie went to buy a hat Geordie says, my head won't fit in that It's so swollen, much to my surprise They're all too small, there's nothing in my size Here comes Geordie acting in a play He's no Gielgud or Olivier Stiff as cardboard, isn't it a drag, Can't act his way out of a paper bag Here comes Geordie, back in town again Here comes Geordie, strutting down the lane Girls all love him, think he is the end Boys all say, the mirror's his best friend Here comes Geordie Here comes Geordie --- Here Comes Geordie - Richard Thompson