London sixty’s here we come We are start for never gone Dirty roots this clear fortune Working hard for build the future
Walking streets in leather boots Black and white this is my roots Skinhead reggae sound the street Boot boys stomping 60tys beat
Поется под ритм ска We are skins, here we are We are Childs of the Ska Scanking drinking all the night That’s the way I feel allright
Переход обратно на ой! We drink everything that burns We have tattoos of the birds Fuck police we going mad Roots opression never end
Going roofless going Mad This is eighty’s my rude friend This is Oi! I know you like it Punk’s and skins we are united!
********************** When you see me on the street Name is skinhead law is hit Ain't whant ask you squezy shit Taste my boots they on my fit **********************
This is the voices to retell the story That’s a words they full of glory Oi! -Oi! -Oi! -Oi! -Oi! Oi! -Oi! -Oi! -Oi! -Oi!