We got up early to get to the match
 We smash and trash the first train that we catch
 We seen a pub and we knocked a few back
 We did the landlord right there on the mat
 All twelve of us  well we seen this lad
 We were really pleased but he wasn't too glad
 I walked right to him  said "You could use a shave"
 And introduced him to my Wilkinson blade
 I took a grip  had to suck in real hard
 Followed through with our firm's calling card
 Then we did a runner cos he had some mates
 And three against twelve doesn't sound too great
 Into the toilet, marker pens at ready
 The crippled attendant tried to come on really heavy
 That was too bad, another guy got hurt
 But never mind, it's all in a day's work
 Chorus
 Don't care if we lose, don't care if we win
 Don't care if we sink, don't care if we swim
 Don't care if we lose, don't care if we win
 Cos YOU'RE GONNA GET YOUR FUCKIN' HEAD KICKED IN!
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 (You're gonna get your fuckin' head kicked in)
 (You're gonna get your fuckin' head kicked in)
 (Yeah, twat him. Kick his fuckin' head in! Scouse bastard)
 Repeat chorus
 Verse 2
 1-0, into the first five minutes
 If he looks at me again I'll kill 'im
 I don't think he'd be smilin' like that
 With his teeth knocked out with a baseball bat
 It's a pity I couldn't smuggle one in
 But the security's good these days
 It's a good job they didn't check me back pocket
 Cos they'd've found my blade
 1-0, what the hells up with 'em?
 They should hammer these Krauts
 Kick 'em in the bollocks and have done with
 I ain't doin' for nowt
 I came to watch a soccer match
 Not fairies dancin'
 I think I'll just liven things up
 And give someone's face a good stampin'
 Repeat chorus