Never seen during daylight only spotted after dark

They gather on street corners or hang around the park

Mobile units of ratboys fuelled by cheap booze

Riding tiny bicycles, their idea of a cruise

Is to circle one another like a vulture circles prey

Arses stuck up in the air furiously peddling away

They've their own language a sneery swearing wit

Every other word is fuck, sentences end with 'init'

They are easily recognisable by their uniform

Trackie bottoms and hoodies seem to be the norm

At soon as daylight comes they all hide away

All these vampires go to sleep for the day.