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
