Bastards Back Home

Life is hectic

Not what you've expected

Lads were movin' from town

You're with a missy

Put up with her, with whiskey

You never end the final round

Watching youth walkin' out the door

But you wanna get something more

Go on

You've got the bastards back home

You've got the bastards

You won't be fallen

Pipes are calling

We're all marching back home

Back home

Days of rottenness

Won't be forgotten and

You'll be soak down with rum

You'll piss on the corner of Ritz

And you puke on the tits of a

Bunch of fuckin' cunts

Now we are closer to home

Won't get you hangin' alone

Go on

You've got the bastards back home

You've got the bastards

You won't be fallen

Pipes are calling

We're all marching back home

We're all marching back home

Now you're back in game

You are rotten to the core

We'll put the kids to shame

As drinking more than before

Now we're boozin' all night

Take all the best lassies home

Go on

You've got the bastards back home

You've got the bastards

You won't be fallen

Pipes are calling

We're all marching back home

Go on

You've got the bastards back home

You've got the bastards

You won't be fallen

Pipes are calling

We're all marching back home

We're all marching back home

We're all marching back home

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