Finally here¡¯s another Saturdaynight
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Combatboot and mohican tunes
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this is my life, this is my roots
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boots and braces that¡¯s our crew
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Trouble at work, trouble at school
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we¡¯re all mates gimme your booze
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mind your own business it¡¯s my life
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we¡¯re gonna get so drunk tonight
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We're the boys
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We're the boys
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We're the spirit of the street
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Oi Oi oi for the workingclass
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we¡¯re having a say and having a laugh
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Where ever you go you see our crew
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punk 4 EVER trough and trough
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We¡¯re hanging around with the lads
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Having fun and going mad
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We¡¯re the youth and we feel allright
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we do the things we think are right
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We're the boys
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We're the boys
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We're the spirit of the street
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Punx and skins all around
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Noone fucking cares and jump around
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if the kids ¡¦. We¡¯ll shout
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united as one, united and proud
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Rejected from the clubs, banned from the pubs
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One law for them another one for us
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We¡¯re the youth and we got the right
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to do the things we think are right
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Spirit Of The Street
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Funeral Dress |