We were jammin’ in the eighties, we were cool
We shouldae been rich rock stars, no’ drunken fools
But the public didnae worship oor massive tools
So every nicht we nearly drowned in a swimmin’ pool

Thirty years later we are still bangin’ on
Tae aw ye freakin’ morons we jist want tae say
Funk yoo!
Funk yoo!
We’ve nevir had a number yin … so funk yoo!

Funk yoo!
Funk yoo!
In fact we’ve nevir had a single hit … funk yoo!

We jist want
Only yin number yin
Please
Or if no’
Then just yin
Single hit
Or else funk yoo!
Funk yoo!
If ye winnae buy oor records, funk yoo!
Funk yoo!
Funk yoo!
Or at least buy our merchandise or funk yoo!

We could hae been as big as Whitesnake or Megadeath
Instead we drank straight tae hell an’ got hooked on meth

We couldnae sign a deal wi’ the Devil when we were there
We couldnae see the penknife that bastard offered uz

If ye winnae buy oor records, funk yoo!
Funk yoo!
Funk yoo!
Or at least buy oor merchandise or funk yoo!

Noo many years later we’re still bangin’ oor heedbanger’s heed
We only hiv yin ‘hing left…tae say…tae yoo, funk yoo! Funk yoo!

To every single yin ae yoo…funk yoo!
Funk yoo!
Funk yoo!
We couldnae sign oor names in blood
So funk yoo!

Cheers the noo!