The Alpha Males are out of town
And now they're punks, they take their seats
Here's me makin' for the jazz club
A place I've never, ever seen
Here's me goin' to see the princess
A catcher of points and * up jazz
There's a crazy old lady
Perfect hairdo, evening gown
As I crack my bottle open
She slowly turns her head around
With a look of disapproval
Cutting through the trombone sound
Gangs cut that *
Stand up

Stop that noise
Bitch you're a punk
This is no hangout for you boys
This is no hangout for you boys
The Alpha Males are out of town
Whitley Bay Gang take their seats
Here's me makin' for the folk club
Play some tunes and make my day
Here's me hidin' up for hours
Drivin' up the castle way
The old geezers at the folk club
They hang out here for a party love
This must be Geordie folk rules
I sure know right from wrong
Need something to sing along
Better pour some water for me

I'm on this song and we'll all be fine
Bet you kick that *, stop that noise
Bet you get punk, this is no hangers for you boys
This is no hangers for you boys
This ain't such a different world
This is such a different song
There'll be a voice that come inside for us
But now this is not where I belong
This ain't such a different world
This ain't such a different song
There'll be a voice that come inside for us
But now this is not where I belong

This ain't such a different song
This is such a different song
There'll be a place that covered tight for us, I know
But this is not where I belong