Filth Hounds of Hades

They come out of the woodwork
Every time that we’re around
When we play some crumbling ruin
They help us to bring it down
They’re the ones with their hands up
The ones that never let us go
They’d rather sell their mothers
Than miss the gig in Glasgow
They’ll be there
Shane, Mick and Flash out there somewhere
They’ll 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 we’ll soon get to know
Some more people who’ll sell their mothers
Than miss the gig in Glasgow
They’ll be there
Shane, Mick and Flash out there somewhere
They’ll be there
Shane, Mick and Flash out there somewhere
Where are the Filth Hounds
Where are the Filth Hounds
Where are the Filth Hounds…