Well the sun's going down and we're drunk again We stumble on the train with a case in hand Police won't stop us, they never have There'll be many more beers and a place to crash In between the cars of a speeding train Trying to take a piss on the undercar chain Passengers pass with fear on their face Without even trying we're a public disgrace
Chorus: Disorderly conduct-We're guilty as charged! Disorderly conduct-'Cos now we went to far! Disorderly conduct-Thirty drunk Oi! Skinheads! Disorderly conduct-Locked up before the night's begun!
Well the subway slows and we're ready to run Gotta make it to the party before the alcohol's gone Philly Bootboys are gonna see some action Conquering the city like General Patton Crashing through the crowd and they're forced to flee Everything's a blur and I can't see straight Someone said the enemy was in sight Looks like the party's over 'cos its time to fight
Well a couple more blocks 'til the battleground But what are those lights and what's that sound? Trapped like rats and the cops are coming Gotta get away gotta keep on running I'm up against with the car with the cuffs on tight They threw me in the van and they took my knife Sign on the line and pay the fine Gotta get some more beer to forget this night