Clevor Trever - Ian Dury

Just 'cause I ain’t never had, no, nothing worth having, never ever, never ever

You ain’t got no call, not to think of what I’m falling to, thinking that I

ain’t too clever

And it ain’t not having one thing nor not another either, neither is it

anything whatever

And it’s not not knowing that there ain’t nothing showing and I answer to the

name of Trevor, however

Just 'cause I ain’t never said, no, nothing worth saying, never ever, never,

never ever

Things have got read into what I never said till me mouth becomes me head which

ain’t not all that clever

And it’s not not saying one thing nor not another either, neither is it

anything I haven’t said whatever

And it ain’t not proving that my mind ain’t moving and I answer to the name of

Trevor, however

Knock me down with a feather, clever Trevor

Widebrows wonder whether clever Trevor’s clever

Either have they got, nor neither haven’t not

Got no right to make a clot out of Trevor

Why should I feel bad about something I ain’t had

Such stupidness is mad 'cause nothing underfoot

Comes to nothing less to add to a load of old toot

And I ain’t half not half glad 'cause there’s nowhere to put

It even if I had, I’m a bit of a Jack the Lad

Knock me down with a feather, clever Trevor

Widebrows wonder whether clever Trevor’s clever

Either have they got, nor neither haven’t not

Got no right to make a clot out of Trevor

Also, it takes much longer to get up North the slow way