Life is hectic Not what you've expected Lads were movin' from town You're with a missy Put up with her with whiskey You never end the final round
Watching youth walkin' out the door But you wanna get something more
Go on, you've got the bastards back home You've got the bastards You won't be fallen The pipes are calling We're all marching back home Back home
Days of rottenness Won't be forgotten and You'll be soak down with rum You'll piss on the corner of ritz And you puke on the tits of a Bunch of fuckin' cunts
Now we are closer to home Won't get you hangin' alone
Now you're back in game You are rotten to the core We'll put the kids to shame As drinking more than before Now we're boozin' all night Take all the best lassies home
