Tiny wee blu tac dood

He's the sma'ist man on the planet

He cannie stan' it

He just wants tae be tall no small

He wants t'see it all, no be the wan t'tak a fall.

He's no really even real, he has nae emotions tae feel, gie him an orange and it'll no get peel't, as blu tac, it's true that his future's seal't.

He's aw riddy stuck tae a wall, his future's no bright it's cauld, he'll nivir git auld or mak a telephone call. He's made of blu tac, and you knew that, he's the smallest man on the planet, dag nabbit!