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Back in town
02:20
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Back in 1998
We decide to start a band
It was punk and it was loud
Against the pigs we were shouted proud
"Patrula" was the song to play
Streetpunk Oi! With broken strings
Against the cops,against the law
We still have a lot to show
We are back in town
We are still around
They said that we are goddamn pricks
Singing about booze and chicks
Don't care about politics
We are punks,we are skins
We fuck your girlfriends at some gigs
It's not our fault ...She liked the dicks
You start a fight at your summer fest
You've been knocked down,
They smash your face
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need to learn
02:37
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talking about your abdication
talking about human nature
we are together a big nation
how do we got into this situation?
we want everything just for our self
we don't care about anybody else
we all need to learn
because everything will burn
we all know the truth
the end is near I'll die like you
we think that we are fucking blessed
what we leave behind is a bloody mess
what they did to us is bad and wrong
maybe tomorrow we will come back stronger
so lets get together implicated
you don't have to be sophisticated
don't just stand there get up and fight
fight against the system
Fight because is Right !
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It's just punk rock
03:08
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Oi! yo skinheads rock'n'roll
for you I shout it loud
Oi! yo punks and misfits friends
we're here together till the end
let's have a laugh let's have a beer
let's go together to the gig
all united proud subculture
we're here together till the end
It's just punk rock
straight from the street
Oi! skinhead reggae
rocksteady beat
the music is boiling thru our veins
passion screams in our head
it's sincere is from our heart
candle burning in the night
this is our way of life
together we can carry on
always ready to pay the price
we win,we lose...No compromise
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hometown
03:57
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we grow up in a place called childhood
with tower-blocks,gangs and prostitutes
we grow up in a place called hopeless
drunks and alcoholics
major unemployment
but I remember the happy days
when we were kids out on the streets
the football game on concrete pitch
and Sundays fights with rival pricks
I miss my hometown
I miss my friends
I miss my home
they always tell us that we are no good
that we are scumbags and we are rude
they always tell us that we are no good
that we are scumbags and we are rude
do you remember those Fridays nights
booze in the park it was such fun
no jobs no future just childish dreams
tattoos and piercings ,street attitude
I miss my hometown
I miss my friends
I miss my home
if you feel alone ..far away from home
just take a break...look back in time
think about your home.think about your friends
think about your hometown ..you are not alone
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pixie b
02:19
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wondering through the world
just looking for nothing
I got in to a city
where I saw her on the street
She's all dressed in white
looking like a fairy pixie
she's all dressed in white
looking like a fairy pixie
i took her hand
she was so beautiful but yet so sad
she tell me she lives two blocks away
I couldn't help myself
and I decided to stay
She's all dressed in white
looking like a fairy pixie
and than I realised
She's a cheap street bitch
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