Heavy boots and a pair of Lee's
The outcasts of society
There's nothing for you, nothing for me
In the boredom of reality
Deadend work, I'm serving my time
Wasting away my time - oh yeah
CHORUS
They want us to be just like them
But you know they'd rather see us dead
The outcasts of society
There's nothing for you, nothing for me
In the boredom of reality
Deadend work, I'm serving my time
Wasting away my time - oh yeah
CHORUS
They want us to be just like them
But you know they'd rather see us dead
Shaven heads, tattooed arms
They say that we don't belong
Fuck their views, fuck their laws
Destroy, fucking destroy - oh yeah
CHORUS
Trouble by night, trouble by day
There's got to be a better way
They want us to be just like them
But it's no crime being a skinhead
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