From the valleys of Leicestershire
The first was Dave Bush-babe
The second was Graham pony-tail
They were mystic crew filth
Then from the land of the accordion
Where did they come from?
One had tattoos on his legs
One had brown spectacles on his head
Hey Kenny, tell us about crew filth
They had sensitive sides to their nature
They would smoke pot in their rooms
They were always behind you
That's why we kept our backs to the walls
You gotta watch your wallet, man
What about crew filth Bill?
Bill was King of the fucking Motherfucker crew filth
He had to do some work one night
Then his hair turned white
He was the worst, one of the worst
He was the worst, one of the worst
He was the worst, one of the worst
All your friends might turn out to be