His fur is white, his eyes and nose

Like coal, he’s only four months old

He’s a pup with his ears pricked up

And his wet nose down

Sniffing around for crime

His name is Vincent

He’s got a cape around his shoulders

And he barks

At the smell of crime

When he see’s them

He will bite the legs of criminals

Who have got to pay the price

Of doing what they’re doing

Now he’s chewing bites

Out the bad guys bits

Sit tight till the police arrive

Then he fliеs home

Cause he’s a supеr dog

He’s a golden retriever

Vincent the dog

Vincent the dog

Vincent the dog

He’s a dog

He’s a dog

He was on a walk

He was bounding and floundering on the grass

When he caught the smell that he knew very well

The smell of crime

There was two fat cats in suits at the mine

Pouring oil, toxic sludge into lake Dubai

Then he raced over at the speed of light

Caught them red handed and they both did time

Those pussy cats put up one hell of a fight

There’s blood on his white coat

But he’s going to be just fine

Vincent the dog

Vincent the dog

Vincent the dog

He’s a dog

He’s a dog