Here Comes Geordie Songtext / Lyric

Here comes Geordie, back in town again

Here comes Geordie, strutting down the lane

Girls all want to toy with his affection

The 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 Jamaicee?



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



And 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

The boys all say the mirror's his best friend



Here comes Geordie, good old Geordie

Here comes Geordie, good old Geordie