Thick ignorant peasant bastards
Make me fuckin' puke
These tykes will never stop
Unless we stop them mounting up
It's hardline snobbery, you're not the same as me
So therefore out of our street
To hell with what the law says
To hell with the police
PC go to hell, fuck off, bloody hell
We may as well live abroad
I'm prepared to lose my vote
Until my dignity is restored

Let's hang the bad guys by the neck
And bury them in thе dirt
It's justice and they're gеtting theirs
Exactly where it hurts

This negative energy breeds hypocrisy
It's closing in on me
My capacity for veracity
Has lost its' potency
Each street has a twit, stern-face Hitler git
Thank god he's living next door
Our cul-de-sac of vultures
Is a haven we adore
Let's hang the bad guys by the balls
And wind them 'til they're taught
It's a joy to see how justice
Is dispensed without a court

PC go to hell, fuck off, bloody hell
Why should I live abroad?
It's a joy that British justice
Is dispensed without remorse
It's time for British justice
To bypass the British courts
Courts, courts, courts, courts