Poor Joey Lyrics
| Song | Poor Joey |
| Artist | Ian Dury |
| Album | Reasons To Be Cheerful: The Best Of Ian Dury |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I'm Joey the Budgie, I'm a boy or a girl | |
| I'm probably the most typical caged bird in the world | |
| In Cranham or Hounslow I sit on my perch | |
| Old Mother Nature's left me right in the lurch | |
| This is my routine: first I ponder and peck | |
| I look in the mirror and I shit on the deck | |
| I try to fly, I bang my head | |
| I think of something creative instead | |
| I ruffle my feathers and have a good scratch | |
| Spend at least half an hour trying to undo my catch | |
| Not as though I want to be deleted by an owl | |
| I've got to fight this awful situation somehow | |
| Poor Joey *who's a pretty boy then?* | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe | |
| Poor Joey | |
| A bundle of joy then | |
| Poor Joey *hello!* | |
| How the ruddy hell does she expect me to speak | |
| With half a ton of cuttlefish stuck in my beak? | |
| I go into a moody, disdainfully preen | |
| I’m just to upset to mutter something obscene | |
| I appreciate the difficulties of owning a pet | |
| Speaking as a budgie, it's like Russian Roulette | |
| I was bred for the purpose and I shouldn't complain | |
| I know you'll forgive me when I sing this refrain | |
| Poor Joey *she's a right bastard!* | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Every Christmas they try to get me plastered | |
| Poor Joey *hello!* | |
| Joey the Budgie, I'm a boy or a girl | |
| I'm probably the most typical caged bird in the world | |
| In Cranham or Hounslow I sit on my perch | |
| Old Mother Nature's left me right in the lurch | |
| Poor Joey *who's a pretty boy then?* | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe | |
| Poor Joey | |
| A bundle of joy then | |
| Poor Joey *hello!* | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe | |
| Poor Joey *who's a pretty boy then?* | |
| Poor Joe *hello!* | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe *cheerio!* |
| I' m Joey the Budgie, I' m a boy or a girl | |
| I' m probably the most typical caged bird in the world | |
| In Cranham or Hounslow I sit on my perch | |
| Old Mother Nature' s left me right in the lurch | |
| This is my routine: first I ponder and peck | |
| I look in the mirror and I shit on the deck | |
| I try to fly, I bang my head | |
| I think of something creative instead | |
| I ruffle my feathers and have a good scratch | |
| Spend at least half an hour trying to undo my catch | |
| Not as though I want to be deleted by an owl | |
| I' ve got to fight this awful situation somehow | |
| Poor Joey who' s a pretty boy then? | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe | |
| Poor Joey | |
| A bundle of joy then | |
| Poor Joey hello! | |
| How the ruddy hell does she expect me to speak | |
| With half a ton of cuttlefish stuck in my beak? | |
| I go into a moody, disdainfully preen | |
| I' m just to upset to mutter something obscene | |
| I appreciate the difficulties of owning a pet | |
| Speaking as a budgie, it' s like Russian Roulette | |
| I was bred for the purpose and I shouldn' t complain | |
| I know you' ll forgive me when I sing this refrain | |
| Poor Joey she' s a right bastard! | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Every Christmas they try to get me plastered | |
| Poor Joey hello! | |
| Joey the Budgie, I' m a boy or a girl | |
| I' m probably the most typical caged bird in the world | |
| In Cranham or Hounslow I sit on my perch | |
| Old Mother Nature' s left me right in the lurch | |
| Poor Joey who' s a pretty boy then? | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe | |
| Poor Joey | |
| A bundle of joy then | |
| Poor Joey hello! | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe | |
| Poor Joey who' s a pretty boy then? | |
| Poor Joe hello! | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe cheerio! |
| I' m Joey the Budgie, I' m a boy or a girl | |
| I' m probably the most typical caged bird in the world | |
| In Cranham or Hounslow I sit on my perch | |
| Old Mother Nature' s left me right in the lurch | |
| This is my routine: first I ponder and peck | |
| I look in the mirror and I shit on the deck | |
| I try to fly, I bang my head | |
| I think of something creative instead | |
| I ruffle my feathers and have a good scratch | |
| Spend at least half an hour trying to undo my catch | |
| Not as though I want to be deleted by an owl | |
| I' ve got to fight this awful situation somehow | |
| Poor Joey who' s a pretty boy then? | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe | |
| Poor Joey | |
| A bundle of joy then | |
| Poor Joey hello! | |
| How the ruddy hell does she expect me to speak | |
| With half a ton of cuttlefish stuck in my beak? | |
| I go into a moody, disdainfully preen | |
| I' m just to upset to mutter something obscene | |
| I appreciate the difficulties of owning a pet | |
| Speaking as a budgie, it' s like Russian Roulette | |
| I was bred for the purpose and I shouldn' t complain | |
| I know you' ll forgive me when I sing this refrain | |
| Poor Joey she' s a right bastard! | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Every Christmas they try to get me plastered | |
| Poor Joey hello! | |
| Joey the Budgie, I' m a boy or a girl | |
| I' m probably the most typical caged bird in the world | |
| In Cranham or Hounslow I sit on my perch | |
| Old Mother Nature' s left me right in the lurch | |
| Poor Joey who' s a pretty boy then? | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe | |
| Poor Joey | |
| A bundle of joy then | |
| Poor Joey hello! | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe | |
| Poor Joey who' s a pretty boy then? | |
| Poor Joe hello! | |
| Poor Joey | |
| Poor Joe cheerio! |
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