Said you're marching on my street

Your boots are weak your brains are meat

Flags don't fly when the hearts don't beat

Oi oi oi oi

The chase is better than the catch

Run you cowards scratch your patch

Oi oi oi oi

You’re the rot and we’re the match

Shouting loud but you’ve got no guts

Barking mad but you're just mutts

Fists are ready no ifs or buts

Oi oi oi oi

The chase is better than the catch

Run you cowards scratch your patch

Oi oi oi oi

You’re the rot and we’re the match

Where’s your pride when you hide?

Oi oi oi oi

All your lies won’t survive

Oi oi oi oi

Backed in a corner you’ll fold and cry

Oi oi oi oi

The chase is better than the catch

Run you cowards scratch your patch

Oi oi oi oi

You’re the rot and we’re the match