Soul Boys

Out they go wearing baggy slacks,
stylish shoes, flasher macs.
The way they dance makes me sick,
theyre nothing but bunch of pricks.

Soulboys wearing ironed shirts,
On the lookout for teenage flirts.
Did you get it? Did you score?
Did you fuck the little whore?
I don't care , well not a bit
I don't give a fucking shit about you!
about you! about you!

Soulboys are a bunch of cunts,
there just a load of fucking runts!
They can't fight, they can't scrap,
all they do is rap rap rap rap rap

With Pointed Shoes and purple hair,
Go to a disco, stand and stare.
When you get there you stand and pose,
what you need is a punch on the nose!
On the Nose!, On the Nose!, On the Nose!,
A Punch On The Nose!