I like breaking arms and legs snapping spines and wringing necks now i'll knife you in the back Kick your bones until they crack I'm Evil, evil, evil
Do you remember in 1969? Seeing all the skinheads standing in a line Foaming at the mouth, Waiting for a fight High boots, cropped hair, what a fuckin
He'll do just about anything to get that bit of glory He'll go out with his lads to make that headline story The normal man in the clubhave no nees to
Britains in trouble, countrys bled dry handicapped and eldery have all gotta die no one fights the system, fight with each other the combine is laughing
I come from south London I think I'm cool I wear a cheap crombie and that's about all I go down the pub with all the lads Their wearing their chains that
i dont wanna die in world war 3. i dont wanna take one for the team. i dont wanna hear that 4 minute warning. i just wanna have brekky when i get up in
Just left school cant find no work Be a building labourer or an office clerk Cant believe the men youve seen On the scrapheap and youre only 17 What
Hanging around with my mates one night We got in a little fight Geezer come with a knife in his fist I got cut along with the wrist said A.C.A.B., A.
From the cradle to the grave The Oi Boy trying to be brave Show he's going to everyone From his birth to his death Got to prove that he's the best Don
This old man with a missing left leg All he owns are the medals on his chest A wave to the door man and a nod to me A pint of ale is his only request [
I won't say sorry for what i've done I won't say sorry for having fun I won't take the blame No i ain't gonna be ashamed Won't say sorry for what i've
Go to football, throw a brick, Get no mercy, months in nick Riot in the ghetto, red alert, Guilty free, innocent hurt We've been warned of rivers of
Wearing braces, the red, white, and blue doing what he thinks he ought to do Used to be a punk and a mod too Or is it just a phase he's going through
Translation: The Devotchkas. Sorry (4 Skins).
