Uploaded October 2009 | Updated September 2026, 4 days ago

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A tribute to the stylishly challenged. This is only about the type of people who give others a hard time for looking "different". I have nothing against people who wear tracksuits!
Some lyrics contributed by Lisa Presley. (How do I get down this street.....But they just keep fucking breeding)

Scallies - Lurk in the alleys
Their pallies - Wear the same clothes
They rob their grannies - To pay the dealer
Then buy smack from the ice-cream van

Full Nike tracksuit and hat is all you need
To be a scally
"Ere-ya, giz a look at them Shocks
I'll have 'em, yo!"

How do I get down this street?
Without Nike from head to feet
And tracky bottoms tucked into socks
Can I make it through in these New Rocks?
I hear those scally cat-cries receding
But they just keep fucking breeding!

Scallies - Are not your allies
To the masses - They appear normal
What lacks in style, they make up in idiocy
Beware the punks? No! This is your real danger!

An IQ of 40 is all you need
To be a scally
Knives and guns and poor vocab
Are essential too

How can I make you realise?
The hatred in those scallies eyes
Simply for the way I look
Have they ever even read a book?
But I rest easy in this simple fact
I'm not like them - I'm not a twat!