Filth Hounds of Hades

They come out of the woodwork, every time that were around
When we play some crumbling ruin, they help us to bring it down
Theyre the ones with their hands up, the ones that never let us go
Theyd rather sell their mothers, than miss the gig in Glasgow
Theyll be there Shane, Mick and Flash out there somewhere
Theyll be there Shane, Mick and Flash out there somewhere, where are the Filth Hounds
They do all the hard work for us, all we do is stand up here
They know all the words and every chorus, shout them out loud clear
Out there somewhere, are some people well soon get to know
Some more people wholl sell their mothers, than miss the gig in Glasgow
Theyll be there Shane, Mick and Flash out there somewhere
Theyll be there Shane, Mick and Flash out there somewhere, where are the Filth Hounds
Where are the Filth Hounds, Where are the Filth Hounds...