Song Lyrics

[Woman]
"Hello, what's your name?"

[Judge Dread]
"Dread"

[W]
"Not Judge Dread?"

[J.D.]
"Yes, that's right"

[W]
"Oh, I've always wanted to meet you"

[J.D.]
"Oh really, why?"

[W]
"Oh, I'm a really big fan of yours"

[J.D.]
"That's very nice of you to say that"

[W]
"Is It true?"

[J.D.]
"Is what true?"

[W]
"What they say about big nine"

[J.D.]
"Well, I think you'd better have a look for yourself"

[W]
"Oh, it's true, it's true! Come on Dread, get 'em off"

[J.D.]
"No, what do you take me for!"

[W]
"Come on, don't be shy"

[W]
"Now doesn't that feel better?"

[J.D.]
"Oh yes, those bloody boots were killing me!"

[W]
"Here, look at this"

[J.D.]
"Oh my god, I don't believe it!"

[W]
"Oh come on, touch it"

[J.D.]
"You must be bloody jokin', you're not even a proper woman!
You're a geezer dressed up! you're one of those Trans
What do they call 'em
Transvestites!"

[W]
"Oh come on dear, this is 1975"

[J.D.]
"Oh I don't know, every time I come out, every bloody time, it always ends up in sillys!"

[W]
"Come home and give me love please"

[J.D.]
"I'll tell you what, I'll give you bloody love!
I'll give you the rough end of a pineapple! Go on, f*ck off!"

[W]
"Nasty man you"

[J.D.]
"Away!"

[W]
"What?"

[J.D.]
"Take your soddy handbag with you!"

[W]
"And I'm not going to buy anymore of your records! F*ck off!"

Lloyd Gitsy Willis, Paul Bartley, Sly Dunbar