text: my old man's a dustbin, he wears a dustbin lid.  have i got my lyrics wrong here?   yeah you do.  here are the lyrics:  my old man's a dustman lonnie donegan  [derived from an old army tune]  [lyrics written by lonnie donegan]   now here's a little story  to tell it is a must about an unsung hero  that moves away your dust some people make a fortune  other's earn a mint my old man don't earn much in fact....he's flippin'.....skint   oh, my old man's a dustman  he wears a dustman's hat he wears cor blimey trousers  and he lives in a council flat he looks a proper narner  in his great big hob nailed boots he's got such a job to pull em up  that he calls them daisy roots   some folks give tips at christmas  and some of them forget so when he picks their bins up  he spills some on the steps now one old man got nasty  and to the council wrote next time my old man went 'round there  he punched him up the throat  oh, my old man's a dustman  he wears a dustman's hat he wears cor blimey trousers  and he lives in a council flat   i say, i say duncan  i 'er...i found a police dog in my dustbin (how do you know he's a police dog)  he had a policeman with him   though my old man's a dustman  he's got a heart of gold he got married recently  though he's 86 years old we said 'ear! hang on dad  you're getting past your prime' he said 'well when you get to my age'  'it helps to pass the time'  oh, my old man's a dustman  he wears a dustman's hat he wears cor blimey trousers  and he lives in a council flat   i say, i say, i say  my dustbins full of lillies (well throw 'em away then)  i can't lilly's wearing them   now one day while in a hurry  he missed a lady's bin he hadn't gone but a few yards  when she chased after him 'what game do you think you're playing'  she cried right from the heart 'you've missed me...am i too late'  'no... jump up on the cart'   oh, my old man's a dustman  he wears a dustman's hat he wears cor blimey trousers  and he lives in a council flat   i say, i say, i say (what you again)  my dustbin's absolutely full with toadstools (how do you know it's full)  'cos there's not much room inside   he found a tiger's head one day  nailed to a piece of wood the tiger looked quite miserable  but i suppose it should just then from out a window  a voice began to wail he said (oi! where's me tiger head)  four foot from it's tail   oh, my old man's a dustman  he wears a dustman's hat he wears cor blimey trousers  and he lives in a council flat next time you see a dustman  looking all pale and sad don't kick him in the dustbin  it might be my old dad