Wearing boots and short hair cuts. We will kick you in the gut, But no luck they've all grown up. They drink tea from a cup. Some get married and settle down. Others they leave for a foreign town. Fighting gangs every night. We use sticks hit 'em in the Kite. (C) Where have all the boot boys gone ? Hammy, Jacko, Boots and John
Where have all the boot boys gone ? It looks like I'm the only one. The one !!!!!
Friday came we go to a dance hall. Battering stuff we have a ball . We don't know what we've done. We go see United coz we're having fun We get released on 50 quid bail. But I know I'll end up in jail. I was a leader I was so proud . I hung with a gang, what a crowd (C)
Now its been five years or more. I'm a skin don't know what for . I don't know what I am. I don't see or give a damn . I must stop this M.O.D I must try, try and be me. I must listen. I must try. I must move. Move or die ! (c)
C'mon. Do ya wanna scrap ? Get Ready then. Where have all the boot boys gone ?