Scuttlers

We got the power Don't stand in our way We do the things that can't see light of day All that we heard, all that they said We never been good, born to be bad Stand up and fight Provoke the attack Walk into Salford You'll never come back Scuttlers Don't turn your back to the Scuttlers Aaah-aaah-aaah Fight for our pride They run when they hear You all better hide When the Scuttlers are near A punch in the face A stab in the back A scream in the night The Scuttlers attack Scuttlers Don't turn your back to the Scuttlers Aaah-aaah-aaah-aaah Gangs of kids, just seventeen The hardest lads you've ever seen Mancunian men rise from the slums Hit the streets when darkness comes A cauliflower ear and a cut-up face A crooked nose that's outta place This is where the Scuttlers meet Near Murrays' Mills on Bengal street Armed with a knife and a buckle belt Playing the card their class was dealt Not long before the street turned red Butchered and beaten, left for dead This is the Coketown Coketown hell on earth Coketown hell on earth Blood in the gutter They all fear a Scuttler Hide from the light Cry in the night Cry in the night Scuttlers Don't turn your back to the Scuttlers Aaah-aaah-aaah