Jim Taggart is turning in his grave
All his bone-dry sense of humour and scowling has gone to waste 
He should have poured his whisky down the drain
'Cos when it all comes down to it 
There are plenty bad eggs in this rotten basket

Port Talbot Transport Police are scum scum scum scum scum
Port Talbot Transport Police are scum
Port Talbot Transport Police are scum scum scum scum scum
The British Transport Police are scum

Inspector Morse is in his grave
All that wine and finery, old classics gone to waste
His red Jag's burnt out rusting in the rain 
'Cos when it all comes down to it 
There are plenty bad eggs in this rotten basket

Port Talbot Transport Police are scum scum scum scum scum
Port Talbot Transport Police are scum
Port Talbot Transport Police are scum scum scum scum scum
The British Transport Police are scum

I wanna sing a song and it won't take long