(Hooligan)
(Hey, hooligan)
Okay, who wants to get there ass kicked?
The hooligan is here.
How do you want me to hurt you?
Brass knuckles, Swiss Army knife, broken bottle?
Anyway you want it.
Who's your daddy little man?
It's me the hooligan.

Who won't win a Nobel Prize, and has no IQ.
Set a car on fire and call it a barbecue.
The hooligan, oh the hooligan can.
The hooligan can cause he wears a boxing glove and acts like Clint Eastwood.

Who can act like Rambo, give you the evil eye.
Kill you for your money as the vultures fly by.
The hooligan, the hooligan can, the hooligan can.
Cause he's on some bad drugs, there goes the neighborhood.

(The hooligan loots every store he finds). (Terrifying and malicious).
Now the beer he drinks is nutritious, and losing at soccer makes him viscious.

Oh, who's in jail tomorrow, acting so obscene.
On his way to death row he finds some time to scream.
The hooligan, oh the hooligan can, the hooligan can.
Cause he wears a boxing glove and acts like Clint Eastwood.

(The hooligan loots every store he finds). (Terrifying and malicious).
Now the beer he guzzles is nutritious, and losing at soccer makes him vicious.

Yeah yeah yeah. Who's in jail tomorrow, acting so obscene.
And if you let him go he'll play with gasoline.
The hooligan, the hooligan can, the hooligan can,
Cause he's on some bad drugs, there goes the neighborhood.

Yes, the hooligan can,
Cause he wears a boxing glove and acts like Clint Eastwood.
The hooligan, the hooligan, the hooligan, the hooligan, the hooligan the hooligan.