Skints (The)
GET ME!
We stay unreported, like a jackin on a busAnd them man too scared of repercussions to dish the dirt on us"I'm a fearless little mug that really couldn't give a Fuck,"if you dig it or you rate it so here's my views on UK punkWell, I can count on both hands the bands I think are worth a damnThey've got the passion and the love and aren't afraid to say "F**k the man"to an empty club or a venue rammed, so me and my boys and girl are gonna get in the van,and most are so bland that they don't cop no fans then they just wither up and die like an old manYou've gotta stamp your own brand and ideas on a scene,or an overflowing bucket of shite is all it will ever beToo much violence and bloodshed inna my hometownAnd in that dog just keeps on biting it's gonna have to be put downWhile the whip is accelerating keep on putting my foot downI take a look round at this city we call home,and if you reside outside the M25, then I'm afraid you're just not involvedMost are stoned fam, then they crack open cans,then the youngsters start to up and die more than the old man,still we stand alone man, while the blood of another stains the streetsAnother statistic is all they will ever be
From Letras Mania