Oi, I’m half cut
Loose lips when I get drunk
Don’t be acting big cunt
Shits like Trainspotting,
You gonna get smacked up
Grave robbing gonna make a come back
Can you dig it? Yes we can.
So get coughing up
If you rotting in a coffin you better buckle up
When we pop the top off I’m getting in
Cus I want your diamonds and pearls and shit
No inheritance coming so I’m taking you
Gonna move in your grans like a cuckoo

Digging up graves, cemetery raves
Driving stakes right into vampire brains
I'm the white Blade, we pave the way
Cause all the music sucks in this day and age
Making waves, this is some tsunami shit
All gas no brakes
Choo choo, what's that sound?
Looks like here's the pain train again
Destination: Violence Central
Pouncing on you like a tiger from Bengal
Knocking your teeth out, call me mr. Dental
The Boys make the girls go mental
Bats in the attic when we're at it
Mesmerizing, the Boys are magnetic
Bipolar like the planet, depressive and manic
Stapling selfies together cause I'm photosynthetic

Robbing more tombs than the British Museum
Don’t have to be Tutankhamun for me to see you
I’ll bring a spade and a pick-axe
You bring the weed and a six pack
(Headstone)
Digging up these bodies like we playing Minecraft
Taking em hostage like an embassy attack
‘What they gonna do with a body’ you ask
Better pay up fast unless you wanna watch your dead gran
Getting gangbanged by a pack of dogs
Film that shit and put it on pornhub
Applying that lipstick worse than a mortician
Leave a briefcase filled with bills at the train station

Scooby-dooby-doo The Boys are coming for you
Yo we getting ghoulish but what else is new
Who lets the dogs out?
Who who who who?
Its The Boys, its The Boys, its The