It must be hard with your head up your ass and a chip
on your shoulder soap-box next with a one-track mind,
tattoos, boots and pretty white shirts (hey).
Your running your mouth again,
it's just a matter of time you'll be running away better
go back and grab the boys,
they'll tell you what it is you'd better say you,
you, you're fucking wasted and insane you,
you, you live your life in search of blame always so
try and prove you're brave and violent shoulda' used
that right to remain silent scared little baby mutter
under your breath about the racist right rape patriots
hometown hero, top of the pops standing up to nothing
you're a dead boy, OI OI you,
you, you're fucking wasted and insane you,
you, you live in your life in search of blame always
you, you, you'd better hide your head in shame from me Orion, Orion, Orion.