John Clifford White - Pulling on the boots(RS) | Текст песни

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• Pulling on the boots(RS)

Pulling on the boots, and threding up the laces,
Shaving our heads, and strapping on the braces.
There you have a skinhead, looking for a fight,
Skinhead, skinhead, running through the night.

Chorus #1:
Skinhead, skinhead, running through the night,
Making lots of trouble, starting lots of fight.
Skinhead, skinhead, getting really pissed,
Skinhead, skinhead, tattoed on my wrist!

Make it to the laneway, waiting for the scum,
Smash their yellow faces, kick their f**king bum
When they flee for mercy, we will show them none,
Skinhead, skinhead, till the job is done

Chorus #2
Skinhead, skinhead, putting in the boot,
Looking for a streetfight, looking for a root.
Skinhead, skinhead, running through the place
Skinhead, skinhead, stompin on your face!

When the coppers see us, at first they pull the gun,
But when they see us come towards, then they start to run.
When we wear our badges, it makes us feel proud,
Skinhead, skinhead, shout it out loud!

Wir ziehen uns die Stiefel an und schneren sie uns zu,
Rasieren unsere Koepfe und schlagen sie uns ein.
Ja, ich bin ein Skinhead und warte auf den Kampf,
Skinhead, skinhead, ziehen durch die stadt.

Skinhead, skinhead, running through the night,
Making lots of trouble, starting lots of fight.
Skinhead, skinhead, getting really pissed,
Skinhead, skinhead, tattoed on my wrist!

Skinhead, skinhead, putting in the boot,
Looking for a streetfight, looking for a roof.
Skinhead, skinhead, running through the place
Skinhead, skinhead, stompin on your face!

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