Watford town has gone and f**ing let us down We don't know the c*nts who f**ed us at the show Our sh** is gone and it ain't coming back Five good men go broke while the rats get fat We don't care if you're a boxer Or if you're dads a heavyweight We don't even f**ing measure up
But we'll fight you if thats what it will take Someone said a grand don't come for free Apparently it does when you're a f**ing thief Back to square one But we won't f**ing come undone And now we're on the prowl This pack of wolves will hunt you down