CPR024​-​On File "The Real Mc Oi​!​"

by Common People Records



released December 1, 2018


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Track Name: Voice of the street
Got picked on when I was young
Cos I never really fitted in with no one
Kids at school thought I was strange
Teachers thought I would change
To be like them, I said no way
Cos I won't let them take away
The music that comes from the streets

I remember getting kicked out of school
Told the teacher that Skinheads rule
My mother she went mad
I was still her boy, her little lad
I sure had her fooled

Always fighting, never hiding
We are the voice of the streets!
On the piss on Saturday night, yeah
We are the voice of the street!

Out of school, all grown up
Hanging around the corner at the shops
A real man, so I thought
I soon got put in my place
With a kick in the balls and a punch in the face
From an older lad whose brother I fought

Now I understand how it’s gonna be
Law of the jungle is the law of the streets
Some folk don't realise it's a tooth for a tooth
And an eye for an eye
Revenge is oh so sweet

First way went on my first tattoo
The money left I spent on booze
A loser in the making, they were so mistaken
My parents cried, their child had died
Became a man filled with pride
A hooligan in bovver boots

Not much has changed since then
I can remember when I told the teacher Skinhead rules
That flame still burns in me
Runs through my veins like a disease
That would ever be cured
Track Name: Rebel with a cause
Rebel with a cause
I never knew a kid who never was
Always right, never wrong what's new
Youth of today
Can't see that they're getting away
With murder on the streets these days

They ain't ever gonna change
They ain't ever gonna change
Some things in life you know
Always stay the same
They ain't ever gonna change

Nothing here to do
Heard it all before is what they said
You gotta long hard road ahead
You know what it's like
Trying to get home, Saturday night
Without getting in a fight

Oi! Oi! Oi!

Feel a little board
Your mates just left cos he's going out
With a bird who lives down the street
Your time will come
When you break them strings
And tell your mum
I'm leaving home
To stand on my own two feet
Track Name: Let the lager decide
I don't know where I'm going
Probably won't know where I've been
You have a drink to many
Your night is like dream
Always good intentions
I won't be home to late
The demon drink kicks in
And decides your fate

Let the lager decide
If your going out tonight
Let the lager decide for me
Let the lager decide
What is wrong and what is right
Let the lager decide for me

When your going down the boozer
Out on the town with your mates
You make yourself a promise
That you wont get in the state
You were in last weekend
And the one before
But once you taste the lager
All you want is more

You think you'd learn your lesson
And learn to play it safe
Keep an on what you drink
And learn how to behave
We still get out of order
We still get out of hand
Take the piss out of ugly slappers
Three more pints and they're looking grand
Track Name: You offend me
You offend me - you think you've got the right
To tell me what's right - you offend me
You offend me - when you talk behind my back
Your bottles about to crash - you offend me
And when you laugh at me, for playing in a band
You'll never understand - you offend me
You think your better, like a cut above
Your not the one I love - you offend me

Your not quite so tough when your on your own
Your not so hard, walking home alone

You offend me - throw me out your pub
Say I've had enough - you offend me
You offend me - don't like what I say
Is that democracy - you offend me
Just because I choose to think for myself
Not like everyone else - you offend me
My views may not fit in, I don't think I'm P.C.
That don’t bother me you still offend me

You offend me - you haven't got a clue
About what I like to do - you offend me
You offend me - rumours that you spread
Made up in your head - you offend me
You paint a picture of anger and of hate
It's me and all my mates - you offend us
Your time will come, we'll put you in your place
Steelcaps in your face - you offend us
Track Name: 14 Up
We were all in gangs
now we don't give a damn
That will be with you all your life
We broke the rules nobody's fools
Hated all who weren't on our side

14 up in a tower block,
The next one was my view
Then one day I realised
There must be something else to do
Chasing birds for a screw
Half my mates on the glue
There nothing for us to do

Thought it was top
getting chased from the cops
Little did we know they knew our names
When we got home a boot up the arse
From your old man, kept in again

14 up in a tower block,
The next one was my view
Then one day I realised
My dad he knew the score
He'd been round the block before
He was older and wiser
and more of a man than me

One more drink, one more fight
One day we might see the light
One more day, one more night
One more drink, one more fight

Times have changed the fight has gone
The drugs kicked in the place went down
Got out while the going was good
Headed off to another part of town

14 up in a tower block,
the next one was my view
Then one day I realised,
All my mates were dead
The birds, they all got wed
A mortgage and a couple of kids
That's just the way life is oh, oh, oh!
Track Name: Rather do the time
Power, power in your hands
People at the top, the one's in command
Making new laws, arming your force
Training us up to fight in your wars
Killer, killer not on the streets
Mass murderers top of the tree
Don't sit back and relax
We're on the rise face the facts

I'd rather do the time
than stand in fucking line
It's the way I am the way that I'll stay
I'd rather do the time
than stand in fucking line
And I'll fight (Yeah I'll fight)
till my dying day!

Lies, lies we're victimised
Picking on the weak ain't no surprise
Because we're Working Class
We don't have to lick your arse

We're right, your wrong
Our views stand strong
We'll stand against
We'll fight defend
Track Name: Tired of working
As I watch the years drift by
Can't wait till I'm 65
I don't just wish my life away
Just wanna stay in bed till late

Tired of working, working oh so hard
I've worked for everything I ever had
Tired of working, I'm wasting all my time
To get what's mine

Late to bed early to rise
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes
Don't wanna go, the clock keeps ticking
Think I'll just phone in sick, and go back to my bed

One day the boss man said to me
Don't you know that respect is the key
I said 'you won't get none of that’
What you give out is what you get back

Gotta work to earn a living
So I'm told but I’m not giving a fuck about your stinking job
Try to make me feel I'm lucky
Gave my life for not much money
Track Name: Down the bingo
Don't tell me things never change
We know a bloke who went all strange
Met a girl and fell in love
It makes me sick, think I've seen enough

Used to be a Bootboy, he used to be a Skin
Times have changed since then
I don't know where to begin
He had all the records
Sing along to every word
Now he'd rather be down the bingo with his bird

She still goes down town with her mates
Tarted up, thinking she looks great
Nothing like a quick shag on the side
This blokes been taken for a ride

We got the right to do what we like
Nothing gets in our way
He's finding it hard just to survive
The thumb gets bigger each day

Reckons that he's all grown up
No more boots, no more short haircuts
Gave it up to please his girl
She's pissed off with someone else
Track Name: We are the same
I wont be going to the pub today
Spent the last of my money on the lottery
I know, yes I know it's the only way
That I can be as rich as the bastards who say
Ain't life a bitch, flashy motors, a load of tossers
Not like you and me

We are the same - We won’t change!
We are the same - We won’t change!

A gambling man, no not me
I stuck a tenner on the nose of a horse in the 3:30
At chepstow, you should have seen the bugger go
That hope inside of me
Like on xmas day when I was 3 years old, so I'm told
That horse it ruled my world

We are the same always get the blame
We are just normal working men
A laugh with the lads, a night with the bird
A pint at the weekend
It seems to come and go, so quick you know
Before you know it's over again, You've seen your friends,
back to the grind again

We all live the same old dream
A few pound in my pocket at the end of the week
Would see me through, there's a lot more I'd like to do
Like fly off on holiday
To the places I've only seen on the telly, the BBC
They're not meant for you and me

A laugh with the lads, a night in with the birds
And a pint at the weekend
That's the life I know, that's how it goes
I know that it will never change
200 miles to see a band
Sitting on your arse in the back of a van
In our eyes, the music’s good
Some folk will never understand
Our loyalty, our dedication
Our anger, our frustration
The way we think, the beer we drink
It's all a part of being a Skinhead!
Track Name: Another day in paradise
Never done nothing, never really cared
Your opinion don't count, not around here
Don't wanna know about the truth
Blame it on me, you've got no proof
Said my mates grassed me up, no way
I'm innocent, that's the way I'll stay

Another day in paradise
Took my boots, took my braces
Tried to take away my life
Another day in paradise
Celled up, locked up
Made to pay the price

In you go son, the back of a van
I had the chance, I should have ran
Stuck in a cell, told to have a think
About what I'd done - nothing
I think they're lining me up for a fall
Justice, can I get some, or none at all

Next day up before the judge
Knows my face, he bears a grudge
I don't wanna see you again in the court
Next time I'll make sure I don’t get caught
You won't see me back here for a while
I know you got our name and number
Cos we're On File

Lock me up, you can't lock me up
Put me in a van, put me in a cell
Take me to court, put me through hell
I never done nothing, you never really cared
Tried to set me up, your justice just ain't fair
Track Name: Get off my back
Don't take shit from no one, proud to be Skins
Why are we the only ones, crucified for our sins
Aggro follows us around, always at our door
Doesn't get us down, been through it all before

Sick of hearing all your crap
Why don't you get off my back?!
Can't do this, can't do that
Why don't you get off my back?!

When we go down the pub, always get abuse
People stop and stare at us, give us dirty looks
Don't seem to understand, the way we live our lives
We’ll all be Skinheads, till the day we die

Sick of the bosses, sick of the cops
Sick of people telling us the fun has got to stop
You're getting old, so settled down
You've seen your day, your time has come
That don't mean nothing to me
Track Name: Fight in the dark
Got no trust in anyone
I'm on a one way track, out for fun
Don't rely, won't depend
On someone you called a friend
Sick, of hearing all your lies
Truth don't count in your eyes
Scared to look the other way
As they sharpened up the blades

Lifes like a fight in the dark
Can't see whats in front of you, then it starts
Lifes like a fight in the dark
Play it safe, don't walk away
and watch your back

Most folk are terrified
to walk our citys streets at night
Violent world, violent times,
our country's overrun with crime
The governments master plan,
pick on the normal working man
Put up taxes, make us pay
Stabbed in the back by another blade

Struggling to make ends meet
My pay won't last till next week
Overworked, underpaid
just the same as all my mates
No light at the end of the tunnel
My dreams have gone, they've burst my bubble
Track Name: Left it all behind
Chasing the birds, on the pull
Feeling them up, acting the fool
Have we left them all behind
Up at the football, Saturday
Follow your team home and away
Have we left them all behind!

Still booted up on a Friday night
Like a load of thugs looking for a fight
You couldn't be so far from the truth
Have we left that all behind in our youth

Angry youth sporting a frown
pissed on 2 bottles of merrydown
Have we left them all behind
Big C-O every weekend
never thought it would end
Have we them all behind

You turned sixteen, off the rails
Gotta screw the nut or you'll end up in jail
Have we left them all behind
On the glue, on the rob
Not a bright future Skinhead yob
Have we left it all behind

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