Here we come, Muttley, Nobby, Stez Styx, We drink Boddington's bitter, and we smoke No6, Eh up! We're the Macc Lads, we're not f***ing queer, We like pulling fit crack and supping lots of beer. F***ing Gudnt! F***ing Gudnt! F***ing Gudnt! F***ing Gudnt! Eh up! We're the Macc Lads, we go down the pub, When the ale's down our necks, we go and get some grub, We like chips n gravy, nowt'll take its place, Don't you f*** with the Macc Lads, Or we'll arrange your f***ing face. Here we come, feeling f***ing sore, Got us money last friday and pissed it up the wall, Eh up! We're the Macc Lads, we're not f***ing queer, We like pulling fit crack and supping lots of beer, We like chips n gravy, nowt'll take its place, Don't you f*** with the Macc Lads, Or we'll arrange your f***ing face, Eh up! We're the Macc Lads, we go down the pub, When the ale's down our necks, we go and get some grub.