Rum Boys

Two rum mates on an afternoon/
They played their football after school/
Made the choice that they would go around and cause a big fuss/
But instead took the next bus/
So what did come to their minds/
It was trouble that they would find/
So what did come to their minds/
It was trouble that they would find/
It was trouble that they would find/
Chorus
There's so many things they could have done/
When they were younger/
Kicking pebbles down cobbled streets soon turns to grief/
There's so many things they could have done/
Instead they’re causing trouble/
Many things they could have done to waste the day/
Lads are lads/
They're just rum kids as they say/
Verse 2
Skip school garden trot over fences/
Hang outside the shops smoke a pack of Benson’s/
(Doing nothing but hanging around)
Ask their mums and they'll say their sons are whiz kids/
If they only knew the truth they'd go ballistic/
(Doing nothing but hanging around)
And if it’s fist fights, fist fights/
They're around/
And if things don't seem right/
They're around/
If your motor is knackered/
Or if your window get shattered/
They're around/
Cos there's nothing but badness when they’re around/
It was trouble that they would find/
It was trouble that they would find/
Chorus
Verse 3 (Same as Verse 1)
Chorus x 2