I been working all day for me mate on the site. Running around like a blue arsed fly. I been working. And I been working all day for me mate. . Every bleeding minute I been on the go.
I believed in julie when she said how easy it could be. And I believed in Tommy and his written words of anarchy. And I believed in Joe when he said we had to fight.
Me mum don't like the clothes I wear.. Me dad don't like my spiky hair.. Teachers at school say I'm a fool.. But I say to them you're just uncool.. Tell me what's it like to be old.
We're coming back, we're coming back. We're coming back to you. We're never gonna go away again. Hold on a little longer, try a little harder. 'Til we're arm in arm together to the end.
We're going out on Friday night; ( we know how to live). Lagered up and looking right; (we know how to live). Pull a bird at Benj.'s; take her home and do the biz.
Everybody's talking about revolution. Everybody's talking about smash the state. Sounds to me like the final solution. Right wing, left wing, full of hate.
I know he's not the kind, the kind that settles down. And I know he finds it hard to keep his feet on the ground. He goes drinking every night down the pub with all his mates.
So you think you're gonna cause a splash. You're gonna make some cash. You're gonna open every door. With the wind in your hair and the sun on your face.
I've got a friend just an ordinary guy. But sometimes he comes out with so many lies. About how many women he's had in bed. He's trying to impress me but he hurts my head.
When I was young those stories took me in. Of G.I.Joe the comic macho man. They mean murder they mean murder. Disguised as fairytales. The hero never fails.
We got Reds under the bed. We got lovely's nude and tanned. We got the wife of a mass murderer. And we only paid her ten grand. We got Samantha Fox we got lots of sport.
Friend of my mine said he rather be dead, with a bullet from a 45 in his head,. Or his wrist slashed to ribbons with a blade instead, than reach 24 that's what he said..
There's something we both know. You're meant for me but even so. If I offered you the chance. You'd probably still say no. I've got to get it through to you.
We worked our way up from east end pubs. To gigs and back stage passes. Ex-boxing champs, West end clubs. Americans in dark glasses. Driving ten grand cars, they drink in hotel bars.
When I met you, you were on your own. No looks, no class, no money. Well, I took you in and I tried to help. I gave you everything I had. . Must've known I want something in return.
Collecting funds for the holy fight. Like a door to door salesman in the dead of night. Russian guns help him on his way. Bought with money from the USA.
Things you say, Things you do sure worry me,. When were out on the street making money for you in your society.. It seems to me the time is right,. for another generation and another street fight..
Run with the blind the best of your kind. Your leaders your God like saviours. Run with the cold and do what your told. You live by the shepherds of your graveyard.
Cock Sparrer. Run For Cover [Pretty Close To Correct]. . Can't eat, don't sleep no more.. Whatever you said, It's all been said before.. Spent too much time drinking whiskey and beer,.
Run away Johnny [x3]. Johnny run away. . The bosses are the menaces they don't give a damn for you. They know that you earn their pay. There's a real life waiting if you just get up and go run away Johnny run away.