09 Nose for Trouble
Dave Dee Dozy Beaky Mick & Tich Lyrics

Hey you Buck ? I beg your pardon sir now that's better!
The singer politely corrects a mistake in his address.

I'm the kind of guy who's never out to make a fight
The singer is not a confrontational individual.

But no matter what I do my life just won't go right
The singer has been experiencing negative circumstances.

When I'm walking down the street I spot a likely dame
The artist sees someone they are interested in.

She'll turn up to be a bloke which isn't quite the same
The artist is surprised to discover that the person they are interested in is not what they expected.

I got a nose for trouble, Double trouble is my name Always me who gets the blame Double trouble is my name
The singer has a proclivity for negative situations, and is often held responsible for them.

Driving down the highway I was making quite a pace
The singer was driving quickly on the highway.

Saw this guy behind who seemed just boiling for a race
The artist spotted someone who appeared to want to race him.

Swung the needle of the top but he kept on my tail
The artist tried to speed up but the other driver stayed close behind him.

Thought I was a winner till I heard his siren wail
The artist realized he was being chased by a police officer.

Dancing down the discotheque my head began to ache
The singer was dancing in a nightclub and feeling unwell.

Asked a girl beside me if she'd something I could take
The artist asked the woman next to him if she had any drugs that could alleviate his discomfort.

I was out for three clear days, the doctors gave up hope
The singer was very ill and the doctors were pessimistic about his survival.

How was I to know that slack was down there pushing dope
The singer did not realize that the woman he asked for drugs was a drug dealer.

When I first got in this game I thought I'd be a star
The singer initially had high hopes for his career.

Came across this manager behind a fat cigar
The artist met a music industry professional.

He said "I can see my boy, your fame is very near, But first of all, there's certain things you've got to do my dear"
The artist's manager promised him success, but imposed certain requirements.

No no no no. He's up again. What are we gonna do ?
The singer expresses concern about a situation.

Get rid of him, shoot him !
Someone else proposes an extreme solution to the problem.

Hey Svengali, give us a break for Queen's sake!
The artist appeals to a third party to intervene and help.

Send him back to Russia !
Another individual proposes a different, radical solution to the problem.