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
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