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º ÛÛ ÛÛ ÜÛÛÛÛÜ ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ º Vaginal and Anal Secretions Newsletter º
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º ÛÛ ÛÛ ÛÛß ßÛÛ ÛÛ ßß º º
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º ÛÛ ÛÛ ÛÛÜÜÜÜÛÛ ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ º Issue #106 - 5/11/1995 º
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º ßÛÛÜÜÛÛß ÛÛßßßßÛÛ ÜÜ ÛÛ º º
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º ßÛÛß ÛÛ ÛÛ ßÛÛÛÛÛÛß º -[ Written By: TPP ]-º
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ÇÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÐÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄĶ
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º Oi! Lyrics º
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Here I have compiled lyrics to some of the greatest Oi songs ever..
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Despite what you have heard, Oi! is not Neo-Nazi music, but the original
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punk bands renamed after punk sold out. They are not at all like the lame
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bands of today. Oi!
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Violence in our Minds - The Last Resort
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I was walking down a road with a dozen passers by.
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Looking for some Aggro, just to pass the time.
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We met a stupid Hippy, he tried to run away,
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Well I punched him in the nose, just to pass the time of day.
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Great Big Boots, tied with laces,
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Jeans held up by Scarlet Braces.
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Get out of our way or get took for a ride
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We've just got Violence in our minds, in our minds.
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We've got Violence in our minds.
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Wake up in the morning, Have me ready break.
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Have me cup of bovero, Ring me mamas neck.
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Stroll into town, Beat a soulboy black and blue.
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Fuck em' in a beating cuz theres nothing fucking else to do.
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Great Big Boots, tied with laces,
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Jeans held up by Scarlet Braces.
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Get out of our way or get took for a ride
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We've just got Violence in our minds, in our minds.
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We've got Violence in our minds.
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Great Big Boots, tied with laces,
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Jeans held up by Scarlet Braces.
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Get out of our way or get took for a ride
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We've just got Violence in our minds, in our minds.
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We've got Violence in our minds.
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Violence, Ultraviolence, Violence in our minds!
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Go to football matches, We always have a laugh,
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Always get some bovver in before the second half.
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We have ourselves a smashing time, we really have some fun,
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Expecially when the odds on us are 24 to 1, to 1.
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Great Big Boots, tied with laces,
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Jeans held up by Scarlet Braces.
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Get out of our way or get took for a ride
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We've just got Violence in our minds.
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Rapist - Combat 84
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These are dirty and evil men and no one wants to know,
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He could be living in your town, the signs of a rapist start to show.
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Young girls come to him, stalking victims in the street,
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When it happens no one says, he just swept them up off there feet.
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Capital Punishment!, Stronger Government!
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Plastic mask and hairy Wig, your too scared to show your face.
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Your acting like a dirty pig, your the cancer of the human race.
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Milked off Society, he should have died. We need stronger Government.
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What were gonna do is hang 'em high, We want Capital Punishment!
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Capital Punishment!, Stronger Government!
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We need stronger government, Bring back capital punishment. x4
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Capital Punishment!, Stronger Government!
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Hang 'em, Hang 'em, Hang 'em High!, You watch those fucking bastards die!
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Hang 'em, Hang 'em, Hang 'em High!, You watch those fucking bastards die!
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Capital Punishment!, Stronger Government!
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Someones gonna Die Tonight - Blitz
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This is where the good times went, with his brains flying on the pavement.
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With a broken bottle in his hand and a knife in his back.
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Do you feel there hate, oi! oi! oi!, Someones gonna die tonight, oi! oi! oi!
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Do you feel there hate, oi! oi! oi!, The boys are out tonight!
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Was it something that he said or his bag full of stuff that he's dead.
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Or the broken bottle in his hand, we will never understand.
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Do you feel there hate, oi! oi! oi!, Someones gonna die tonight, oi! oi! oi!
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Do you feel there hate, oi! oi! oi!, The boys are out tonight!
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This is where the good times went, with his brains flying on the pavement.
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With a broken bottle in his hand and a knife in his back.
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Do you feel there hate, oi! oi! oi!, Someones gonna die tonight, oi! oi! oi!
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Do you feel there hate, oi! oi! oi!, The boys are out tonight!
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Gang Warfare - Condemned 84
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Steal capped boots, always right, The same in hate, we look so right.
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Standing proud, standing strong, Lying in wait for another mob.
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All soled-up, were ready to ruck, We don't give a shit, we don't give a fuck.
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Pick-Axe handles, Bicycle chains, there ain't no rules, this ain't a game!
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Gang Warfare! Gang Warfare! It's a way of life!
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Gang Warfare! Gang Warfare! It's a life of fights!
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Gang Warfare! Gang Warfare! It's our finest hour!
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Gang Warfare! Gang Warfare! ......BOOTBOY POWER!
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We're the warriors of the night, always ready for a street fight.
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Stick together through thick and thin, keep our trust whether we lose or win
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Boots laced in, aiding attack, with chain and ball, no turning back.
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No time to think, times to short, get in first with no afterthought!
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Gang Warfare! Gang Warfare! It's a way of life!
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Gang Warfare! Gang Warfare! It's a life of fights!
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Gang Warfare! Gang Warfare! It's our finest hour!
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Gang Warfare! Gang Warfare! ......BOOTBOY POWER!
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Show no mercy, don't give an inch, draw first blood, the boot goes in.
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Shoulders go being cracked, on the blows of baseball bats!
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Gang Warfare! Gang Warfare! It's a way of life!
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Gang Warfare! Gang Warfare! It's a life of fights!
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Gang Warfare! Gang Warfare! It's our finest hour!
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Gang Warfare! Gang Warfare! ......BOOTBOY POWER!
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Runnin' Riot - Cock Sparer
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Things you say, Things you do sure worry me,
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When were out on the street making money for you in your society.
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It seems to me the time is right,
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for another generation and another street fight.
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Got no future, sure got a right, i got a right to live.
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Cuz i can't stand the peace and quiet
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Whole damn world is running a riot.
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I can't stand the peace and quiet,
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Whole damn world is a running.... RIOT!
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Don't you try to understand the way we feel.
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Lush Limosines and mortgages ain't no big deal.
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I've got no freinds who want to be, living like you when there 33.
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Getting old sure bothers me, bothers me to death.
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Cuz i can't stand the peace and quiet
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Whole damn world is running a riot.
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I can't stand the peace and quiet,
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Whole damn world is a running.... RIOT!
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Cuz i can't stand the peace and quiet
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Whole damn world is running a riot.
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I want to riot!
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I can't stand the peace and quiet,
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Whole damn world is a running.... RIOT!
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I just wanta RIOT!
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Paedophile - Braindance
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You drive around in your fast big car, No one knows just who you are.
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You looking for some kids for fun, all you wanta do is fuck em young.
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Paedophile, Your Scum! We say you should be hung!
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Paedophile, Your Scum! No good to anyone!
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You keep the books under your bed, if i had my way you would be dead.
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Why did you do it, whats in your head, Why not women your age instead.
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Paedophile, Your Scum! We say you should be hung!
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Paedophile, Your Scum! No good to anyone!
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You get caught and your set free, set right back in this free community.
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You get a job in a party store, Look to the back and it's a fuck like you.
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Paedophile, Your Scum! We say you should be hung!
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Paedophile, Your Scum! No good to anyone! Scum!
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I Hate Hippies - The Kicker Boys
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Everytime I go out, what do I see?
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A Billion Billion Hippys staring right back at me.
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I thought the 60's were over, i thought all hippys were dead.
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Now it's fucking cool again to be a shit head.
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I Hate Hippies! I Hate Hippies! I Hate Hippies!
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Makes me real mad, wanna kick somebodys butt,
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all those goddamn wankers need a hair cut!
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How can they be so stupid, Why can't you see?
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The 60's sucked the first time, why can't you let it be?
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I Hate Hippies! I Hate Hippies! I Hate Hippies!
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Head Kicked In - Moonstomp
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Well the house is a rockin' and everyone is feeling allright.
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On a Wednesday evening theres sure gonna be a fight, were gonna fight!
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Somebodys gonna get there head kicked in tonight!
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Well the house is a rockin' and everyone is shouting for more, MORE!
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There's gonna be a pool of blood on the danceroom floor, on the floor!
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Somebodys gonna get there head kicked in tonight!
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We're gonna rip up the chairs, tear down the walls,
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Smash up the band and really have a ball.
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All of us blah blah blah eternal mess.
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Well the house is a rockin' and everyone is feeling allright.
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On a Wednesday evening theres sure gonna be a fight, were gonna fight!
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Somebodys gonna get there head kicked in tonight!
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Well the house is a rockin' and everyone is shouting for more, MORE!
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There's gonna be a pool of blood on the danceroom floor, on the floor!
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Somebodys gonna get there head kicked in tonight!
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Brighton Bomb - Angelic Upstarts
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Are they at war, who can justify?
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Are you so holy, have you got the right?
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Who is the judge and who is your jury?
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Or let them get it by decree?
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What do you hold in front, hold in front of them?
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It's only your Democracy.
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There a killer on the street, a killer on the trigger.
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And who is the winner, and who is the winner.
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Theres a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill.
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Theres a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill.
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Killers Unite, killers with the right.
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Do you hold the pistol or cut by the knife.
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So cry to me of cowards, and countries with the right,
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The right to take up a fight.
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Wiped out in a sea of hate, as dust falls in the night.
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Never to learn till disaster strikes.
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There a killer on the street, a killer on the trigger.
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Theres a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill.
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Theres a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill.
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Are they at war, who can justify?
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Are you so holy, have you got the right?
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Who is the judge and who is your jury?
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Or let them get it by decree?
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What do you hold in front, hold in front of them?
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It's only your Democracy.
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Theres a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill.
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Theres a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill.
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Theres a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill.
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Theres a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill.
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Razors in the Night - Blitz
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Burned in the waist or in the back of the head,
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but you gotta be fast or it's too late.
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Just one cut around your head, just one minute and we copy that.
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Said You better watch out! For the Razors in the Night!
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You better Leave out! The Razors in the Night!
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Backstreet boys wear Boots and Braces, Razorblades and angry faces!
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Too much destruction, Too much pain, what the hell are we doing here!
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Said You better watch out! For the Razors in the Night!
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You better Leave out! The Razors in the Night!
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<Bad Recording>
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You better watch out! For the Razors in the Night!
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You better Leave out! The Razors in the Night!
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Soulboys - The Last Resort
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There they go wearing baggy pants, silent shoes, press on lash.
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The way they dance makes me sick, all of them a bunch of pricks.
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Soulboys with a wired shirts, On the lookout for teenage sluts.
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Did you get it? Did you score? Did you fuck the little whore?
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I don't care a shit about it,
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I don't give a fucking shit about you! about you! about you!
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Soulboys are a bunch of cunts, there just a load of fucking runts!
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They can't fight, they can't scrap, all they do is Riot! Riot! Riot! Riot!
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Soulboys with a wired shirts, On the lookout for teenage sluts.
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Did you get it? Did you score? Did you fuck the little whore?
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I don't care a shit about it,
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I don't give a fucking shit about you! about you! about you!
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With Pointed Shoes and purple hair, Go to a disco, stand and stare.
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When you get there you start on a pose, what you need is a punch on the nose!
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On the Nose!, On the Nose!, On the Nose!, A Punch On The Nose!
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Suburban Rebels - The Business
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Oi!
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There sons and daughters of well off bankers,
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Come from the Swiss Army and trendy wankers.
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Flared Blue jeans and anaracks, with yellow streaks all down there backs.
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Act so tough when there on TV, Trendy wankers don't scare me.
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Oi! Oi! Oi! The Chosen Few! This is what we think of you!
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Oi! Oi! Oi! The Chosen Few! This is what we think of you!
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Suburban rebels and the rest, you look me up and my arrests.
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You don't scare us with your badges and banners.
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You don't fuck all of our every manners.
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Your the middle class kiddies of public school,
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Right, your soldiers of the toilet bowl.
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The tiny base closing, plastic max,
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You wave and you signal at our Union Jacks!
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You act so bad from within your crowd,
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But when your alone you don't sing loud!
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Oi! Oi! Oi! The Chosen Few! This is what we think of you!
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Oi! Oi! Oi! The Chosen Few! This is what we think of you!
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Suburban rebels and the rest, you look me up and my arrests.
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You don't scare us with your badges and banners.
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You don't fuck all of our every manners.
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Police Car - The Cockney Rejects
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Freedom!, There ain't no Fucking Freedom!
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I'm a punk! and all i said!
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I got nicked on roads ahead!
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I'm a fool, and blasphemous to!
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For all i know, I'll be in the back with you!
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In a Police Car! Police Car! Police Car! Police Car!
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The Pigs come in an hour later.
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They've been looking for a guy named Freddy Jesmond
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Show me my freedom, I'll know i'm alive.
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For all we knew, we were going for a ride.
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In the back of a Police Car! Police Car! Police Car! Police Car!
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Clockwork Skinhead - The 4-skins
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Wearing braces of the white and blue,
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doing what he thinks he oughta do.
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Used to be a bloke, blahblahblah to,
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mom says it's just a phase he's going through.
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He's a Clockwork Skinhead, Just a Clockwork Skinhead.
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Clockwork Skinhead, Got no choice.
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Clockwork Skinhead, Just a Clockwork Skinhead.
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Clockwork Skinhead, One of the Boys!
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Take him a pub, buy him a beer, Tell him what he wants to hear.
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Wind him up like a clockwork toy, wants to be a man but he's just a boy.
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He's a Clockwork Skinhead, Just a Clockwork Skinhead.
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Clockwork Skinhead, Got no choice.
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Clockwork Skinhead, Just a Clockwork Skinhead.
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Clockwork Skinhead, One of the Boys!
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He's in the pub right by your side, what's he gonna be tonight.
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What is it, It to be, Will it be a joke or will he copy me?
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It's a Clockwork Skinhead, Just a Clockwork Skinhead.
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Clockwork Skinhead, Got no choice.
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Clockwork Skinhead, Just a Clockwork Skinhead.
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Clockwork Skinhead, One of the Boys!
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Give a dog a bone - Sham 69
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The Writings on the Wall, Said what are you gonna do.
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And the kids are turning round, running back to the rock in the ground.
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Your frustrated by the anger at you, everybodys born to insult you,
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Were All Up For Sale!
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Where do you run and hide when your leaders been untied.
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They didn't give you what you need, so what you want you don't recieve.
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Your frustrated by the anger at you, everybodys born to insult you,
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Were All Up For Sale!
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Give a dog a bone, and leave him on his own.
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Give a dog a bone, and leave him on his own.
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The master knows your name, Come here you take the blame,
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I've seen your face before, it reminds me of a prostitute whore!
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Your frustrated by the anger at you, everybodys born to insult you,
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Were All Up For Sale!
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Give a dog a bone, and leave him on his own.
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Give a dog a bone, and leave him on his own.
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Borstal Breakout - Sham 69
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Sitting in a cell for something i didn't do,
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and all i can think of is baby, i think of you!
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But don't worry baby, were coming back for you!
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Theres gonna be a Borstal Breakout!
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Theres gonna be a Borstal Breakout!
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Theres gonna be a Borstal Breakout!
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Theres gonna be a Borstal Breakout!
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The 80's are coming and we don't know what to do!
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Kids are fighting, Kids like me and you!
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We gotta survive, so tell us the truth!
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It's not to late to Breakout!
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It's not to late to Breakout!
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It's not to late to Breakout!
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It's not to late to Breakout!
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So stay Together!
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It's not to late to Breakout!
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It's not to late to Breakout!
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It's not to late to Breakout!
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It's not to late to Breakout!
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There's no mistaking theres still a fight.
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Questions and answers, Win or Lose!
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So whiney little rich boy, what are you gonna do!
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It's not to late to Breakout!
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It's not to late to Breakout!
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It's not to late to Breakout!
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It's not to late to Breakout!
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Poseur - combat 84
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Standing Straight!
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You wuz a punk in 77' and you was a skinhead in 78'!
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You changed to a mod tonight, changing changing all the time!
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And you wuz a Punk Tonight!
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And you wuz a Skinhead Tonight!
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And you wuz a Mod Tonight!
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And you wuz a Fake Tonight!
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Poseur, Poseur, Standing here, You change your style every year.
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One scrape up and your clear, You change your style every year!
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