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It´s saturday out with the boys time to celebrate the OI! it´s our life, its our time we´re not old to walk the line We overthrow the scabby pubs oder beer and Havanna club Singing our dirty song and dancing on the tablelounge i feel great with times take this and i don´t wanna miss the lousy youth comes back again but today its better than Feels like Teenage roit, rampage in the city kicks your ass tenthausend beers in bottles spirits in mass To all Skinheads, Punks and Bootboy- Fucking boozehounds of our class Plase fill me one more damn whisky in my glass... Oi! In the meantime it´s 6 o´clock a.m. the pub is closed, we´re out again Running through the lonesome steets shouting loud: NO TIME TO SLEEP! We´re searching for another place to shot the rest from us away the most pitiful pub is allright 5 minutes later its time to fight i feel great with times take this and i don´t wanna miss the lousy youth comes back again but today its better than Feels like Teenage roit, rampage in the city kicks your ass tenthausend beers in bottles spirits in mass To all Skinheads, Punks and Bootboy- Fucking boozehounds of our class Plase fill me one more damn whisky in my glass... Oi! It´s a sleepy sunday afternoon my head hangs down my eyes are blue the purse is empty i have a cut i must spit life is a fuck my baggy body is suffering pain my girlfrind said i´ve been a shame my mom is calling i tell a lie and soon it´s monday i want to die From Letras Mania