I'm a cat, I'm a cat
I'm a Glasgow cat
And my name is Sam The Skull
I've the claws in my paws like a crocodile's jaws and a hide like a farmer's bull
I'm no' the kind of cat that sits on the mat
Nor the kind that you give a hug
But I'm the kind of cat can swallie a rat
Or even the occasional dog
No, I used to roam about in Shettleston
Where they all knew me by sight
"Here's the skull, here's the skull"
You could hear them yell
As they vanished into the night
No, the police stations all around
Have bars on the windie sills
But they're no to keep the prisoners in
They're to keep out Sam The Skull
I'm a cat, I'm a cat
I'm a Glasgow cat
And my name is Sam The Skull
I've got claws in my paws like a crocodile's jaws and a hide like a farmer's bull
No, I'm no' the kind of cat that sits on the mat
Nor the kind that you give a hug
But I'm the kind of cat can swallie a rat
Or even the occasional dog
No, one fine day no' so long ago
They all had had their fill
And they sent for the R.S.P.C.A
To try and catch the Skull
There was nobody could get out when I was about chasing all the weans up the close
Wetling on the shoes
Yodelin' the blues
And nonchalantly pickin' my nose
I'm a cat, I'm a cat
I'm a Glasgow cat
And my name is Sam The Skull
I've got claws in my paws like a crocodile's jaws and a hide like a farmer's bull
I'm no' the kind of cat that sits on the mat
Nor the kind that you give a hug
But I'm the kind of cat that can swallie a rat
Or even the occasional dog
About half past two
The boys in blue
Arrived in their Escort van
Right round the back
One had a sack
The other had a mallet in his hand
I watched them creep to the back of the close
Then I casually strolled to the van
I jumped through the door
Stuck my foot to the floor
Everything had gone to plan
You can hear them say doon Shettleston way, "What became of Sam the Skull?
He had claws in his paws like a crocodile's jaws, and a hide like a framer's bull"
Just you tell them for me that I'm still running free and never a day is dull
It may sound absurd
But I'm livin' wi' a bird in a single end in Maryhill
I'm a cat, I'm a cat
I'm a Glasgow cat
And my name is Sam The Skull
I've got claws in my paws like a crocodile's jaws and a hide like a farmer's bull
I'm no' the kind of cat that sits on the mat
Nor the kind that you give a hug
But I'm the kind of cat that can swallie a rat
Or even the occasional
Paws and all nutritional
Even the occasional dog
