Stay Cold

Watford town has gone and fucking let us down
We don't know the cunts who fucked us at the show
Five good men go broke while the rats get fat
We don't care if you're a boxer
Or if you're dads a heavyweight
We don't even fucking measure up
But we'll fight you if that's what it will take

Apparently it does when you're a fucking thief
Back to square one
And now we're on the prowl
This pack of wolves will hunt you down

I heard different at the sports academy
Don't think this time that you got away
Like every dog you'll have your fucking day
Seconds out round two
We'll set the wolf pack loose on you