Ya ya ya
I've been raised in the muck since I was a ickle pup
In double decker buses caravans and trucks
With dreadlocked hippies and pissed off punks
Located where it stinks of the pungent skunk
I never went school I coched and smoked bongs
Hot box my home like I set off a smoke bomb
I'm never living in them council flats
I'm never giving them no council tax
All I need is weed wood food and gas
A roof above my head and a bed to crash
If you lock me out bolt croppers chop the locks off
Chat shit my big brothers will knock your block off
The cheapskates and their second hand knockoffs
Arrive in a convoy two miles long you can't stop us
Call the coppers I know my rights
Got to take us to court so we're here for the night

We're coming from a place called site
We live in wagons trucks buses and caravans
I'm living in a place called site
We drive in clapped out bangers and camper vans

Chased by the pigs and hated by the masses
This is how we live robbing skips and dodging taxes
Classed beneath the lowest classes
No cash flow growing outdoor plants and pressing hashes
Conflicting with gobby rednecks and snobby fascists
To ever get us off your premises you better bring a bulldozer
Never stopping the coppers want us to pull over
In the van with the lads nabbing a new roamer supreme
Covered in chrome and cream she tows like a dream
Passing though your town like a stream
If homes where the heart is I live on my sleeve
I represent where I'm from and speak for what I believe
For starters I'll have your guts for garters
If you ever mess with my extended family
But hate breeds hate and I'm just trying to love
Rest in peace to my friends in the heavens above

We're coming from a place called site
We live in wagons trucks buses and caravans
I'm living in a place called site
We drive in clapped out bangers and camper vans

I was raised on site where the piss heads fight
The dogs bark and bite it gets dark at night
So spark a light