John Clifford White Pulling On The Boots
Pulling on the boots and tightening up the laces
Shaving our heads and strapping on the braces
Now you are a skinhead looking for a fight
Skinhead, skinhead, running through the night
Skinhead, skinhead, running through the night
Making lots of trouble, starting lots of fights
Skinhead, skinhead, getting really pissed
Skinhead, skinhead, tattooed on my wrist
Lurking in the laneway, waiting for the scum
Smash their yellow faces, kick their f..cking bums
When they plead for mercy, we will show them none
Skinhead, skinhead, till the job is done
Skinhead, skinhead, putting in the boot
Looking for a street fight, looking for a root
Skinhead, skinhead, running through the place
Skinhead, skinhead, stomping on your face
When the coppers see us, at first they pull their gun
But when they see us come towards then they start to
run
When we wear our badges, it makes us real proud
Skinhead, skinhead, shout it out loud
Skinhead, skinhead, running through the night
Making lots of trouble, starting lots of fights
Skinhead, skinhead, getting really pissed
Skinhead, skinhead, tattooed on my wrist
Wir ziehen uns die Stiefel an und schnüren sie uns zu
Rasieren unsere Köpfe und schlagen sie uns ein
Ja du bist ein Skinhead und du bist bereit für den
Kampf
Skindheads, Skinheads ziehen durch die Stadt
Skinhead, skinhead, running through the night
Making lots of trouble, starting lots of fights
Skinhead, skinhead, getting really pissed
Skinhead, skinhead, tattooed on my wrist
Skinhead, skinhead, putting in the boot
Looking for a street fight, looking for a root
Skinhead, skinhead, running through the place
Skinhead, skinhead stomping on your face!
Skinhead, skinhead...