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