| G | Em | Bm | |
| Clambering | men i big bad | boots |
| C | G | |
| Dug | up my den, dug up my | roots |
| Em | Bm | |
| Treated | us like plasticine | town |
| C | G | |
| They | built us up and knocked us | down |
| Em | Bm | C | D | C | |
| >From Meccano to | Legoland |
| D | C | |
| Here they come with a | brick in their hand |
| D | C | |
| Men with heads filled | up with sand |
| D | |
| It's | build |
| It's build a house where we can stay |
| Add a new bit everyday |
| It's build a road for us to cross |
| Build us lots and lots and lots and lots and lots |
| Whistling men in yellow vans |
| They can and drew us diagrams |
| Showed us how it all worked it out |
| And wrote it down in case of doubt |
| Slow, slow, quick, quick, quick |
| It's wall to wall and brick to brick |
| They work so fast it makes you sick |
| It's build |
| It's build a house where we can stay |
| Add a new bit everyday |
| It's build a road for us to cross |
| Build us lots and lots and lots and lots and lots |
| It's build |
| Down with sticks and up with bricks |
| In with boots and up with roots |
| It's in with suits and new recruits |
| It's build |
| Please send any corrections to Dylan Salisbury |