Toughskins
Skinhead
When He's in your neighborhood Walking down your street
Keep you distance Clear a path Or just call the police
Cuz He may try and greet you
Or He may pull a knife
He's not having a bad day,
He's a bad life
Cuz He's a Skinhead, Skinhead, Skinhead, Skinhead!
He's been to the city jail
And the Federal pen
He's done his share of drugs
And killed one or two men (Oi!)
He broke their bones and cracked some skulls
On contract for the month
His bosses, he scared so He lost His job
Cuz He's a Skinhead, Skinhead, Skinhead, Skinhead!
When He's in your neighborhood Walking down your street
Keep you distance Clear a path Or just call the police
Cuz He may try and greet you
Or He may pull a knife
He's not having a bad day,
He's a bad life
Cuz He's a Skinhead, Skinhead, Skinhead, Skinhead!
From Letras Mania