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Twas a shiny special day, Mumma's going crabbing..

(All) She loves those crabs

Trundling to the water, she, realised her line did not have

(All) Any string

So instead the choice was, to, dip in her laces instead

(All) With bacon bait!

Blistering tugs from down below, the wrath of a mighty crustacean!

(All) Oh no no!

Chorus Part 1

My mumma ain't got no shoes, my mumma ain't got no shoes, they're down below

(All) They're down below

With the Crabs

(All) With the crabs

They are deep, deep down with the crabs... (repeat x 1)

Mother dived in, so, petrified and upset

(All) Down she went

Searching for her footwear, with, so many years she had spent

(All) Drips and Drabs

Pushing apart the seaweed, and, other aquatic organisms

(All) Push shove push

Unearthing, to her surprise, a beautiful pair of boots

(All) Yeah, Yeah Yeah

Chorus Part 2

My mumma ain't got no shoes, my mumma ain't got no shoes, she got boots

(All) She got what?

She got boots

(All) She got boots

She got boots, boots, boots she got boots... (repeat x1)

(Celestial interlude)

Chorus Part 2 (repeat x 3)

credits

from Sludge & Tripe Sampler, released May 1, 2010
chorus sung, in a passing moment of inspiration by David Talbot. Captured & Regurgitated by Squier Squier, and passed into Jack Attack. Who, then churned the whole stew.

Verse lyrics by Squier Squier

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