When you're out on the streets
The boys are out to get you
There's nothing you can say
Nothing that you can do
Spend a night in a cell
About some stolen car
When all your mates
Expect you at the bar
You're a bastard
But I'm ready for you
Bastard
But I'm ready for you
Bastard
But I am ready for you
You're a bastard
But I'm ready for you
Bastard
But I'm ready for you
Bastard
But I am ready for you
Hanging 'round town
Enjoying the punk rock show
Cops come by
Says you have to close
Well f*ck you pigs
Cause we are here to stay
We outnumber you
So you better run away
You're a bastard
But I'm ready for you
Bastard
But I'm ready for you
Bastard
But I am ready for you
You're a bastard
But I'm ready for you
Bastard
But I'm ready for you
Bastard
But I am ready for you
You think you've got it sussed
And you say there's nothing we can do
But we will never say die
We got an army of friends who'll say
F*ck you
Bastard, Bastard,
Bastard, Bastard,
Bastard, Bastard,
I am ready for you
Bastard, Bastard,
Bastard, Bastard,
Bastard, Bastard,
I am ready for you
You're a bastard
But I'm ready for you
Bastard
But I'm ready for you
Bastard
But I am ready for you
You're a bastard
But I'm ready for you
Bastard
But I'm ready for you
Bastard
But I am ready for you