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Sick off Society! Oi Oi Oi! 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 sight (Chorus) Come back of the skinhead come back of the boot People that we don't beat up We're gonna fucking shoot We are the new breed, we will have our say we are the new breed, we ain't gonna die Trouble east London Trouble in the street On the street corners Where the gang still meets Talking about the weekend What they're gonna do? If you aint careful They are gonna do you! (Chorus) Chaos in the city Civil war now Skinheads taking over Like skinheads know how Skinhead with his boots on Nobodys fool Skinheads taking over Chaos is the rule! Chaos, chaos, chaos - dont give a toss Chaos, chaos, chaos - dont give a toss! 1st verse Clockwork Skinhead 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 (chorus)He's a Clockwork skinhead, just a clockwork skinhead Clockwork skinhead- got no choice He's a Clockwork skinhead, just a clockwork skinhead clockwork skinhead-One of the boys Take him to the pub, buy him a beer Tell him what he wants to hear Wind him up like clockwork toy wants to be a man but he's just a boy (chorus) Believes everything the papers say What's he gonna be today What is it hip to be Will he be himself or will he copy me? Sorry 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 done I don't say sorry to anyone (chorus)Shout it out Shout it out I don't give a damn cos im proud of what i am I don't give a damn 'cos i'm proud of what i am I won't say sorry to you If you think i will you know what you can do I won't apologise and i won't put up with any of you lies I won't say sorry to you You can stuff that up your asshole too (chorus) I won't say sorry for what i am I won't say sorry for the manners i have I won't say sorry at all I won't say sorry 'cos it makes me feel small I won't say sorry for the way i act I won't say sorry and thats a fact Evil I like breaking arms and legs snapping spines and wringing necks now i'll knife you in the back Kick yourbones until they crack (chorus)Evil, evil, evil, evil (4x) Jump up and down upon your head Kick you around 'til your dead Fill your body full of lead See the roads turn to red (chorus) I don't like trendy cunts who pose Gonna punch you in the Nose Stick my Marten in your crotch Don't like you, you're too much (chorus) A.C.A.B hangin 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 (chorus)ACAB ACAB ACAB All cops are bastards Coppers come up & say what's the matter with you? now they see what we can do Next thing i knew i was in a cell all my mates are in there as well (chorus) i had a court date to plead my case they had delight at the look in my face they said we're gonna put you away i said all i had to say Blitz Never Surrender Never surrender, never give in Never let the enemy win Never say why, never say die It's always worth another try (chorus)Never surrender... Never give in to things they say Better move fast before its too late Lose the race, lose your face Better keep cool and play the ace Never surrender... Nation On Fire it's summertime and the country's on the line the lads are on the streets and the riots doing fine picking up the pieces after the night picking up the pieces for another fight the bricks beat down in the boys in blue there's no escape, they're coming for you the clubs come down 'round your head it's war on the streets and they're running red! (chorus) police are running facing defeat cities burning in the summerheat police are running facing defeat cities burning in the summerheat the law can't stop the anger of the crowds they're still coming through tear-gas clouds police are running, facing defeat tears are falling in the summerheat the bricks beat down in the boys in blue there's no escape, they're coming for you the clubs come down 'round your head it's war on the streets and they're running red! Warriors Your sun is setting and the day is late As we walk over this wasteland of hate There's people getting angry in these darkest hours There's blood on the streets and the streets are ours (chorus) Warriors, never forget the Warriors Our mates are diamond and we shine like steel You can't beat us down the wounds will never heal You can't take us for a ride You can't rob a warrior of his pride It's your hate on which we feed We are the new class we are the new breed Send our regards to a nation on fire And with love a bouquet of barbed wire From the Warriors Someones Gonna Die This is where the good times end With his brains laying on the pavement With a broken bottle in his hand And another in his back (chorus) Do you feel alright? Oi! Oi! Oi! Someone's gonna die tonight Oi! Oi! Oi! Do you feel alright? Oi! Oi! Oi! The boys are out tonight! Was it something that he said? with his football scarf now stained red With a broken bottle in his hand You will never understand Fight To Live Time get hard you get uptight You'd better watch out for the danger signs Praying for your life (*??) Rut Fighting for survival this feeling in your gut (chorus) 'Cos we fight to live We live to fight We don't give a shit What's wrong or what's right Violence Violence everywhere i go, in everyone i meet Down the club, In the disco, Violence on the street The way you stand alone and proud, the way you crop your hair Violence in your boots and braces, Violence in your stare (chorus)We've got Violence Violence Violence Ultra Violence, Blood on the Streets Violence down the football, Violence in the pub Violence is a way of life, violence you love And your friends, kids of Britain til you run amok Violence is in your mind you don't give a fuck (chorus) WE´RE THE OPPRESSED Born to fight, born to win We were all born to be skin Born with Marten´s on our feet Facing truth there´s no retreat People fear us, think we´re strange Boots and braces we won´t change We will never be second best You know us we´re The Oppressed We are skinheads we are proud Playing music for the crowd Music for the working class Stick your disco up your arse RIOT There´s a burning sky overhead Kids on the street are seeing red They´re gonna set the city alight All this boredom makes ém wanna fight Riot riot on the street tonight Riot riot gonna do it right Riot riot gonna scream and shout Riot riot that´s what life´s about Who´s to blame the rich or the poor Fight the enemy fight the law We´ll stick together, we´ll see it through We´re gonna riot, me and you Street´s can burn, governments too We´re gonna riot we´re gonna see it through We´re gonna smash your thin blue line We´re doing OK, we´re doing fine JOE HAWKINS See him walking down the street Doctor Marten´s on his feet Levi jeans Ben Sherman shirt Fuck with him and you´ll get hurt He´s a skinhead, he don´t care Marten boots and short cropped hair He´s a skinhead, he don´t care about you Walking down on the Brighton pier Long haired hippies filled with fear Cruch of bone as the boot goes in Joe´s so proud to be a skin Prison couldn´t change his ways Skinhead´s back he´s here to stay So if you think you´ve got the suss Be a skinhead, be like us He´s the king, king of skins What´s his name, Joe Hawkins