Frankenstein Mcavennie
Never had any love as a child
So he made his own friends
From the bones of the dead
And their heads he biled
He was aff his heid
When he raised the deid in his lab
He got no rest till he made George Best
Look more fab
But despite all his troubles
He didn't make Bubbles
No, not Frankenstein
Cos he was no monster
Although he was constantly on the wine
I'm telling you ma laudie
He's no from Kirkcaldy
Not Frankenstein
His newly made pupils
Don't have any scruples - it's fine
Frankenstein Mcavennie
In the cemetery with an evil laugh ah ah aha ah ah ah
Looking 'armless and legless
Getting dirty and reckless
Have an early bath ahahahahahahaha
Any spare body parts, fry them up with Hearts
And cabbage and ribs
If you're struggling for words
Just say, 'Where's aw the burds?'
Through yer teeth
