Ya ya ya I've been raised in the muck since I was a ickle pup In double decker buses caravans and trucks With dreadlocked hippies and pissed off punks Located where it stinks of the pungent skunk I never went school I coched and smoked bongs Hot box my home like I set off a smoke bomb I'm never living in them council flats I'm never giving them no council tax All I need is weed wood food and gas A roof above my head and a bed to crash If you lock me out bolt croppers chop the locks off Chat sh** my big brothers will knock your block off The cheapskates and their second hand knockoffs Arrive in a convoy two miles long you can't stop us Call the coppers I know my rights Got to take us to court so we're here for the night We're coming from a place called site We live in wagons trucks buses and caravans I'm living in a place called site We drive in clapped out bangers and camper vans Chased by the pigs and hated by the ma**es This is how we live robbing skips and dodging taxes Cla**ed beneath the lowest cla**es No cash flow growing outdoor plants and pressing hashes Conflicting with gobby rednecks and snobby fascists To ever get us off your premises you better bring a bulldozer Never stopping the coppers want us to pull over In the van with the lads nabbing a new roamer supreme Covered in chrome and cream she tows like a dream Pa**ing though your town like a stream If homes where the heart is I live on my sleeve I represent where I'm from and speak for what I believe For starters I'll have your guts for garters If you ever mess with my extended family But hate breeds hate and I'm just trying to love Rest in peace to my friends in the heavens above We're coming from a place called site We live in wagons trucks buses and caravans I'm living in a place called site We drive in clapped out bangers and camper vans I was raised on site where the piss heads fight The dogs bark and bite it gets dark at night So spark a light