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- | url http:// | + | ====== Paroles ====== |
+ | ===== Skinflicks ===== | ||
+ | ==== We’re the Skinflicks ==== | ||
+ | We & our crew got | ||
+ | a message for you (x3) | ||
+ | We’re the Skinflicks - who are you ? | ||
+ | Oi! Oi! Oi! - Oi! Oi! Oi! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== The Wet whistles boozing crew ==== | ||
+ | We’re young, we’re | ||
+ | cruel | ||
+ | We’re the Skinflicks & we rule (wet whistles boozing crew) | ||
+ | We’re fast, we’re loud | ||
+ | We’re so great & we are proud | ||
+ | Wet whistles boozing crew | ||
+ | Today we’re going on the road (Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi!) | ||
+ | Don’t be afraid we won’t cut yer throat | ||
+ | Today we’re going on the road (Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi!) | ||
+ | Don’t believe what fleet street may have told ! | ||
+ | We’re pissed & back in town | ||
+ | Trying to survive without a frown | ||
+ | Wet whistles boozing crew | ||
+ | We’re such awful farts | ||
+ | We’re drunk - but still we’re smart | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== A movement ==== | ||
+ | Yesterday heroes | ||
+ | all gone away | ||
+ | They died with their boots on | ||
+ | Fighting for their own way | ||
+ | So we stand here to have a say | ||
+ | We’re the new breed - we rule o.k. | ||
+ | I’m not a part of a movement | ||
+ | The movement is a part of me | ||
+ | So join the crew - we’ll be alright | ||
+ | We won’t be dragged down if we do unite | ||
+ | They all wanna keep us off the street | ||
+ | They’ll change their mind | ||
+ | When they feel the heat | ||
+ | I’m not a part of a movement | ||
+ | The movement is a part of me | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== We’re their target ==== | ||
+ | We’re their target | ||
+ | for physical attacks | ||
+ | For insults & violent acts | ||
+ | We’re stopped at night by some copper | ||
+ | Bastard - for walking home | ||
+ | Coz we’re their target | ||
+ | We’re their target | ||
+ | They think we’d destroy their society | ||
+ | Coz we don’t conform & sometimes act violently | ||
+ | But we just wanna have a laugh | ||
+ | But sure we’ll fight - if provoked - but | ||
+ | We’re their target | ||
+ | We’re refused a pint in the cafés | ||
+ | And still we’re banned from several pubs | ||
+ | (So) if you really want it - have it your way then ! | ||
+ | Coz I do know who the enemy is | ||
+ | We’re their target | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== The kids dress up ==== | ||
+ | Oi!‘s music for | ||
+ | the working class - for punks & skins | ||
+ | Oi! you punky herberts - all of you just come on in ! | ||
+ | This ain’t no trendy shit - it’s the sound of the street | ||
+ | It’s just some of the good old clockwork beat (and now: ) | ||
+ | The kids - dress up ! The kids dress up ! (x4) | ||
+ | When you’re walking down the street you can | ||
+ | See them hanging around | ||
+ | (The) kids start wearing boots / start their own gang | ||
+ | You know you’ve got to face them coz they won’t run away | ||
+ | You know you’ve got to face these boys - Hey! Hey! Hey! | ||
+ | The kids - dress up ! The kids dress up ! (x4) | ||
+ | Oh Oh Oh Ooh Oh Ooh Ooh - Oh Oh Oh Ooh Oh Ooh | ||
+ | Oi!‘s music for the working class - for punks & skins | ||
+ | Oi! you punky herberts - all of you just come on in ! | ||
+ | This ain’t no trendy shit - it’s the sound of the street | ||
+ | It’s just some of the good old clockwork beat (and now: ) | ||
+ | The kids - dress up ! The kids dress up ! (x4) | ||
+ | Oh Oh Oh Ooh Oh Ooh Ooh - Oh Oh Oh Ooh Oh Ooh | ||
+ | The kids - dress up ! The kids dress up ! (x4) | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Pizza ==== | ||
+ | Pizza is my | ||
+ | favourite food | ||
+ | It’s just heavenly bliss | ||
+ | I love pizza hot or cool | ||
+ | It’s just the best there is - coz | ||
+ | Anytime day or night | ||
+ | You can get a pizza | ||
+ | After a gig - after a fight | ||
+ | Enjoy a nice pizza | ||
+ | Pizza’s the best thing to have | ||
+ | And it’s worth dying for | ||
+ | Pizza rules coz it gives strength | ||
+ | & everyday I rob a pizza store | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Lionhearts ==== | ||
+ | When they walk the | ||
+ | streets beside each other | ||
+ | They stay united - they’re like brothers | ||
+ | Boot boys from the same gang | ||
+ | Those from the same side of town | ||
+ | A thousand coppers wouldn’t stop them | ||
+ | These boys do know how to survive | ||
+ | They would never ever run away | ||
+ | The pubs are theirs and so is the night | ||
+ | Coz they rule the jungle | ||
+ | Lionhearts rule the jungle | ||
+ | They rule the jungle | ||
+ | Lionhearts rule the jungle | ||
+ | Down in the jungle through the breath of night | ||
+ | Urban soldiers rule - they rule alright | ||
+ | And you’d better watch yer back | ||
+ | Coz here they come with an all-out attack oi oi oi | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Punk Rock ==== | ||
+ | Take yer guitar - | ||
+ | plug it in | ||
+ | Pull the strings & never give in | ||
+ | When people say „You can’t even play“ | ||
+ | It doesn’t matter we go our own way | ||
+ | Punk Rock, Punk Rock, that’s what it’s about | ||
+ | Punk Rock, Punk Rock, gonna scream & shout | ||
+ | Punk Rock, Punk Rock, roaring guitar sound | ||
+ | Punk Rock, Punk Rock, that’s what it’s about ! | ||
+ | Don’t listen to the tosser on the mic | ||
+ | You don’t need us to piss away the night | ||
+ | But we’re here to give you a good time | ||
+ | So have a laugh & another pint | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Terraca terror ==== | ||
+ | Another pint goes | ||
+ | down their throat | ||
+ | Two minutes later they’re back on the road | ||
+ | Don’t bother them - don’t start to fight | ||
+ | Coz their steel-toe Marten’s - | ||
+ | Will fix you right ! | ||
+ | Hooligans - are in town | ||
+ | There’s bootboys all around | ||
+ | Hooligans - bring the heat | ||
+ | (When) there’s violence on the street | ||
+ | Back from the game | ||
+ | They mess up the town | ||
+ | & you’d better watch out | ||
+ | When they fool around | ||
+ | These boys just wanna smash it up | ||
+ | Coz their team just lost the fucking cup ! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Gods & laws & slave-made morals ==== | ||
+ | I don’t believe in | ||
+ | your laws - I don’t need them at all | ||
+ | I don’t believe in your gods - coz they make me look small | ||
+ | No hoary falsehood shall be truth to me | ||
+ | I don’t need yer printed idols - can’t you see ? | ||
+ | To the north - I raise my voice | ||
+ | To the south - I show a sign | ||
+ | To the east - I beckon ! | ||
+ | To the west - I shout ! | ||
+ | For I stand forth to challenge yer god | ||
+ | Lo & behold - all this is fraud | ||
+ | No cult or dogma shall camp my pen | ||
+ | Before none of your false prophets do I bend (down) | ||
+ | To the north - I raise my voice | ||
+ | To the south - I show a sign | ||
+ | To the east - I beckon ! | ||
+ | To the west - I shout ! | ||
+ | (x2) | ||
+ | Gods & laws & slave-made morals (x4) | ||
+ | I don’t believe in your laws - I don’t need them at all | ||
+ | I don’t believe in your gods - coz they make me look small | ||
+ | No hoary falsehood shall be truth to me | ||
+ | I don’t need yer printed idols - can’t you see ? | ||
+ | To the north - I raise my voice | ||
+ | To the south - I show a sign | ||
+ | To the east - I beckon ! | ||
+ | To the west - I shout ! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== What I am ==== | ||
+ | They tell you what | ||
+ | clothes to wear | ||
+ | They tell you how to cut yer hair | ||
+ | But we show what we are - we’re skins ! | ||
+ | We pull on the boots & roll up the jeans | ||
+ | I’m not a nazi - I’m not a red ! | ||
+ | I’ve had enough of yer politics | ||
+ | I’m not a nazi - I’m not a red ! | ||
+ | For all I am is a - skinhead ! | ||
+ | That’s what I am - that’s all I wanna be | ||
+ | Don’t want no right-wing politics | ||
+ | & no red-star-hypocrites | ||
+ | I won’t kneel down in front of you | ||
+ | Even though you want me to ! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Do or be done ==== | ||
+ | Put not your trust | ||
+ | in princes | ||
+ | Is a saying old & true | ||
+ | Don’t put your trust in Jesus | ||
+ | Translateth it a new | ||
+ | The world belongs to you | ||
+ | So let nothing bar your way | ||
+ | You might be dead tomorrow | ||
+ | Or even today | ||
+ | Christ’s ethics are for creeping things | ||
+ | Not for those who stand strong | ||
+ | Don’t believe in a mad-redeemer | ||
+ | For he’s dead and gone | ||
+ | Their books of law & manifestos | ||
+ | Are fashioned to betray | ||
+ | Do or be done - is the logic of today ! | ||
+ | It’s do or be done | ||
+ | It’s do or be done ! | ||
+ | It’s do or be done | ||
+ | Do or be done ! | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | ==== I hate hippies ==== | ||
+ | I hate hippies - I | ||
+ | hate fucking lot | ||
+ | You better get a wash & yer hair cut | ||
+ | Yer attitude is a bloody shame | ||
+ | Now all Hippies are fair game - coz | ||
+ | I hate Hippies - I do ! | ||
+ | I hate Hippies - Like you ! | ||
+ | (x2) | ||
+ | Here they come down the street | ||
+ | With grimy sandals on their feet | ||
+ | John Lennon’s dead - now watcha gonna do ? | ||
+ | Coz the next in line will be you ! | ||
+ | I hate Hippies - I do ! | ||
+ | I hate Hippies - Like you ! | ||
+ | (x2) | ||
+ | Oi! you Hippie - watch yer back | ||
+ | I hate yer guts & that’s a fact | ||
+ | Summer of height - makes me frown | ||
+ | Dirty Hippie - gonna boot you down (coz) | ||
+ | I hate Hippies - I do ! | ||
+ | I hate Hippies - Like you ! | ||
+ | (x4) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Scum! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Here & now ==== | ||
+ | Too long the dead | ||
+ | hand has sterilized living thought | ||
+ | Time to realize what for so long’s been ignored | ||
+ | What man has made, man can destroy | ||
+ | Tear down the walls in the name of Oi! | ||
+ | Why can’t you see - that life is the great indulgence | ||
+ | And death the great abstinence ? | ||
+ | There is no heaven - no hell where sinners roast | ||
+ | Here & now is what counts the most ! | ||
+ | They’ve been inverting values for far too long | ||
+ | There’s nothing sacred ‘bout their right & wrong | ||
+ | Don’t you know what’s good for you & what is not | ||
+ | Thrice cursed are the lambs of god ! | ||
+ | Why can’t you see - that life is the great indulgence | ||
+ | And death the great abstinence ? | ||
+ | There is no heaven - no hell where sinners roast | ||
+ | Here & now is what counts the most ! | ||
+ | There is no heaven - no hell where sinners roast | ||
+ | Here & now is what counts the most ! | ||
+ | They’ve been inverting values for far too long | ||
+ | There’s nothing sacred ‘bout their right & wrong | ||
+ | Don’t you know what’s good for you & what is not | ||
+ | Thrice cursed are the lambs of god ! | ||
+ | Why can’t you see - that life is the great indulgence | ||
+ | And death the great abstinence ? | ||
+ | There is no heaven - no hell where sinners roast | ||
+ | Here & now is what counts the most ! | ||
+ | Why can’t you see - that life is the great indulgence | ||
+ | And death the great abstinence ? | ||
+ | There is no heaven - no hell where sinners roast | ||
+ | Here & now is what counts the most ! | ||
+ | Celebrate the sin ! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Final warning ==== | ||
+ | When they turn yer | ||
+ | life a living hell | ||
+ | (Boot them all down !) | ||
+ | Are we good or bad - no one can tell | ||
+ | (Boot them all down !) | ||
+ | They hate us all - but it’s our choice | ||
+ | (Boot them all down !) | ||
+ | & we shout it out with one loud voice | ||
+ | (Boot them all down !) | ||
+ | Oi! Oi! We don’t care | ||
+ | Skinheads - we are everywhere | ||
+ | We don’t care ‘bout what you say | ||
+ | As long as we can we gonna shout „No way“ | ||
+ | Never wanted to be part of yer „society“ | ||
+ | Oi!, loyalty & friendship - can’t you see ? | ||
+ | Oi! Oi! We don’t care | ||
+ | Skinheads - we are everywhere |