City Soldiers Lyrics

Roger Miret & The Disasters City Soldiers

Skinhead boy with nothing to lose
A bad attitude and something to prove
Ain’t no difference, wrong or right
Pushed too far and he’ll start the fight

Suburban rebels
Left out on the street
City soldiers
The kids you don’t wanna meet

Laced his boots, he’s a proud young man
Union job, retirement plan
MTA, working 9 to 5
Tough young kid, who’s full of pride

Suburban rebels
Left out on the street
City soldiers
The kids you don’t wanna meet
[x2]

Friends give tattoos and some are in bands
Others gave lives for their gangs
It’s a crazy type of life that we live
My whole life is what I’ll give

Suburban rebels
Left out on the street
City soldiers
The kids you don’t wanna meet
[x2]