[Verse 1]

I'm playing potluck in pigsties with an overactive thyroid

Four times a week, getting jumped on by a big lad

Always overdo it with the harsh interrogation

Wanting full names and pictures of my friends and their locations

Tell your mum it's a public right of way, look it up

I don't care if the path goes through your house

I'll wipe my feet on your dad's back

[Chorus]

Trespass

Trespass

Trespass

Just trespass

[Verse 2]

And now I'm in the battery farm with all the chickens

And we're all fucking sick of it

Bob Dylan went electric, you went fucking shit

Get your livestock out my face

Get your livestock out my face

Get your livestock out my face

Get your livestock out my face

[Chorus]

Trespass

Trespass

Trespass

Just trespass

Trespass

Trespass

Trespass

Just trespass

[Verse 3]

And now I'm in the battery farm with all the chickens

And we're all fucking sick of it

Bob Dylan went electric, you went fucking shit

You fucking bastard

[Outro]

You fucking bastard, huh

You fucking bastard

You fucking bastard

You fucking bastard, twat

You fucking bastard

Your sister's crying (Ah)

You fucking bastard