Collecting conkers, climbing trees   Fall off your skateboard shred your knees   Long floppy hair, some cousin's flares,    They never fit but no-one cares      You're not from round here, ain't seen you before    Have you had enough, do you want some more?      But we were young, we didn't care   You bite your tounge, I'll pull your hair.   Come on then, it's going down   Be here in knuckle town