Rampaging round the corridors,
Making loadsa noise,
If anybody asks us we're the going nowhere boys,

'What you up to, where you going?'
that's what they want to know
we're going nowhere fast, we don't do nothing slow.

Rampaging round the corridors,
Making loadsa noise,
If anybody asks us we're the going nowhere boys,

If there's a fight we'll sniff it out
And give it our support,
Cheer and sneer then disappear, before we get caught.