the honest old cause
And guard our Party, our
freedom and laws.
We'll fight for our Party, our
Terry and this town,
And make all the traitors and
tories lie down.
NO SURRENDER!
FUCK THE GNATS!
Hello, hello, we are the Terry Boys Hello, hello, you'll know us by our noise We're up to our necks in right wing blood Surrender or you'll die 'Cos we are the Terry Kelly Boys.
For its here I am a Labour man, just come across the sea
For singing and for dancing, I hope that I'll please thee,
I can sing or dance with any man
As I did in days of yore
And its in the morn I long to wear the drawers that Terry wore.
FUCK THE GNATS
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They're old but they are beautiful. They're colours they are fine
They was worn by Terry, Rayleen, and the Lads
Our Terry wore them as a youth in the bygone days of yore
And its in the morn I long to wear, the drawers that Terry wore.
FUCK THE GNATS!
For it's now I'm going to leave you, good luck to you I'll say
And when I'm on the ocean deep, I hope for me you'll pray
I'm going to my native land, to a place they call Labour
Where in the morn I long to wear the drawers that Terry wore.
FUCK THE GNATS!
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Whenever I come back again my brethren here to see
I hope to find old Labour style, they will always welcome me
My favourite tune's "Tony's Theme", but to please me more and more
And make my Labour heart full glad with the drawers that Terry wore.
FUCK THE GNATS!
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