Sitting in the corner, cookin' up a ruse
laughing with the hard skin, drinkin' lodsa booze
along comes the old bill, stingking up the drum
talking f*ckin bollooks, talking out is bum
law and order - up your arse
you make me laugh - you're a f*ckin' farce
Accusing us of this, accusing us of that
f*ckin' stupid bastard, pork soratchin' twat
you're down the road johnny, f*ckin sort him out
if you need some mucle, give the boys a shout
f*ckin sort it