© Jay Foreman
(i'll add the chords later) There's a place, a secret place That every public school boy knows And if they don't have an excuse Then every public school boy goes Buggery club! Buggery club! Buggery club! There's no escape! At night, when it is dark In the cellar, so the teachers can't hear The prefects crack the whips And the first years take it up the rear Buggery club! Buggery club! Buggery club! It's free to join! Quick! Everyone hide! The housemaster's coming down Someone untie Watkins And remove that nasty stain of brown Buggery club! Buggery club! Buggery club! AAARGH!! Hello chaps, what's all this then? I heard a nasty banging noise Wait a minute... I smell buggery... Looks like I'll be joining in with you boys Buggery Club! Buggery Club! Buggery club!