Pulling on the boots and tightening up the laces Shaving their heads and strapping on their braces There you're a Skinhead,looking for a fight Skinhead,Skinhead,runinng through the night
Skinhead,Skinhead,running through the night Making lots of trouble,starting lots of fights Skinhead,Skinhead,getting really pissed Skinhead,Skinhead,tattooed on my wrist
Waiting in the lane way,waiting for the scum Smash the yellow faces,kick their fucking bums When they plee for mercy,we will show them none Skinhead,Skinhead,'til the job is done
Skinhead,Skinhead,putting on the boots Looking for a streetfight,looking for a route Skinhead,Skinhead,running through the fights 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!