Composer: Paul Barnes, Laila Khan, James Routh, Nick Horne, Luke Hesketh
Lyrics
It's the pat on the arse when you join the club
It's a champagne pint in the backroom at the pub
It's the First World War, when they shut that door
Not a footstep more cos you've gotta be one of the boys
It's the arm and the leg for the tailored suit
But the money ain't a worry when your family's of such repute
So when the glass gets smashed and the plates go crash You can just pay cash cos you've gotta be one of the boys
One of the boys!
Just give em a reason
And there's an opening for anybody who learned latin at Eton
Or if they saw em in the hall at boarding school
Just give em a reason
And they'll be playing out their silly games with all our tax and toys
Cos you gotta be one of the boys
Mother said that's a lot for the membership
But the money ain't a worry when your father's a tory whip
Oh it must feel sad to be Grenfell clad
But do not feel bad cos you've gotta be one of the boys
One of the boys!
Just give em a reason
And there's an opening for anybody who learned Latin at Eton
Or if they saw em in the hall at boarding school
Just give em a reason And they'll be playing out their silly games with all our tax and toys Cos you gotta be one of the boys
So won't you raise a glass with me
To secrets and societies, to loyalty and lies
I can't hate a guy just helping out his mate
I think I even might relate
But I can't do that cos I gotta be one of the boys
One of the boys!
Just give em a reason
And there's an opening for anybody who learned Latin at Eton
Or if they saw em in the hall at boarding school
Just give em a reason And they'll be playing out their silly games with all our tax and toys Cos you gotta be one of the boys
Woah-oh-oh
One of the boys!
Woah-oh-oh
One of the boys!
Woah-oh-oh
And you can't do that cos you gotta be one of the boys!