See them leering at the women See them staring at the girls Making stupid secret gestures And shouting stupid senseless words Oh, they're stronger than a sheet of metal And they're in the rugby club reserves They buy the wife a birthday kettle These are strong men getting on my nerves
Chorus: Real men, real men from hell Real men, real men from hell
Faster than a speeding bullet See them leaping off that train All their clothes are stained and dirty All their girlfriends are ashamed Real men like to go to the boozer They play bad darts and they drink bad beer They get too drunk they look for trouble And they ask punk rockers if they're queer ( wot you got that hat on for? )
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All these narrow-minded sun-fed suckers They're ignorant and they're kept that way It suits the prats who pay their money So that is how they're going to stay
Those real men beat on blacks and faggots Real men stalk in every town Flash and feisty, mean and nasty Those real men really get me down
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Wouldn't happen in China
Real men, real men from Spain Real men, real men from Mars Real men, real men from hell Real men, real men from Hull Real men, real men from Leeds Real men, real men from hell Real men, real men from hell Real men, real men from hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
