Collecting conkers, climbing trees
Fall off your skateboard shred your knees
Long floppy hair, some cousin's flares,
They never fit but no-one cares

You're not from round here, ain't seen you before
Have you had enough, do you want some more?

But we were young, we didn't care
You bite your tounge, I'll pull your hair.
Come on then, it's going down
Be here in knuckle town