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Pulling on the boots and
tightening up the laces
Shaving their heads and
strapping on the braces
There you are a skinhead,
looking for a fight
Skinhead, skinhead, running
through the night

Skinhead, skinhead, running
through the night
Making lots of trouble,
starting lots of fights
Skinhead, skinhead, getting
really pissed
Skinhead, skinhead, tatted
on my wrist!

waiting in the lane way,
waiting for the scum
Smash their yellow faces,
kick their fucking bums
When they plee for mercy, we
will show them none
Skinhead, skinhead, 'til the
job is done

Skinhead, skinhead, putting
on the boots
Looking for a streetfight,
looking for a route
Skinhead, skinhead, running
through the fights
Skinhead, skinhead, stompin'
on your face!

When the coppers see us, at
first they pull the gun
But when they see us come
towards, then they start to
run
When we wear our badges it
make us feel proud
Skinhead, skinhead, shout it
out loud!