SKINHEADS '88

Subculture running for twenty years
Fed by anger and public fear
We will soon unleash our rage
Read about us on the front page

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Skinheads 88
Skinheads 88
Skinheads 88
Skinheads 88
Standing strong, bred to hate!

Being a skinhead, the last resort
We'll reject what you have taught
Boots and braces a way of life
A way to deal with all our strife

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Skinheads 88
Skinheads 88
Skinheads 88
Skinheads 88
Standing strong, bred to hate!

Those who try to oppress you
Judges and the boys in blue
They had better listen to us
Cause we're the ones who've got the suss

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Skinheads 88
Skinheads 88
Skinheads 88
Skinheads 88
Standing strong, bred to hate!

TURNCOAT

Went to fight for your country, became a prisoner of war
Then on national news reels, rejected what you fought for
Harry was a nice man, a humble man in deed
But he sided with the Marxists in America's time of need

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Get out! Turncoat
Get out! We don't want you around
Get out! Traitor
Get out! We don't care what you found

Gave up the right to come back over here
When you decided to stay there for 33 whole years
Now he wants to come back to the family that he left behind
Wants to start all over again, find the life he thought he'd find

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Get out! Turncoat
Get out! We don't want you around
Get out! Traitor
Get out! We don't care what you found

Was wounded in China, soon all your friends came back
But you decided to stay behind the lines you were supposed to attack
Hope you had a good time with your commie kid and communist wife
What makes you think you can come back and start a new American life

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Get out! Turncoat
Get out! We don't want you around
Get out! Traitor
Get out! We don't care what you found

YOUTH OF AMERICA

Pride and loyalty!

We are the youth of America, standing tall and proud
And we claim for our nation, the entire world
Our forefathers came to this country from Europe's proud family tree
And from the wilderness, like sculptors they carved a great country

Now it's up to us to start the struggle
Rid our country of alien greed
Then lead our people to newer glories
This could be the start or the end of the story

Our bloodlines they run deep in the heart of other countries
But friend if you were born in America you are soon to see
That the fight must start to retain our identity
We must topple the powers that be, so that we can be free

Live free or die!

NEW GLORY

I see a holy relic as it shines up in the sky
Free my people once and all are willing to die
The fire in my eyes will quickly sweep the land
Smoke will fill the sky and we'll proudly take our stand
As one we march thru the streets with the power of the sun
We'll put forth the boot as the opposition runs
The sun never sets where our flag flies high
Victory is simple as it shines up in the sky

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Victory! For the ashes that we left behind
Victory! For the sake of those who fought and died
Victory! For our freedom 'till the end of time
Victory! You'll soon hear our battle cry
All hail new glory!

Lightning will crash from the sky
And the truth will rise above all the lies
Yes my brother we must prevail
Cause only the strong will ever be hailed
It will be our new nation, built by blood and brawn
And for years to come this will be our marching song
Take it for granted as the same old story
We'll hang 'em high as we hail new glory

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Victory! For the ashes that we left behind
Victory! For the sake of those who fought and died
Victory! For our freedom 'till the end of time
Victory! You'll soon hear our battle cry
All hail new glory!

So raise the flag once more
And remind us what we're fighting for
As our blood and loyalty reign
Reign forever more!

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Victory! For the ashes that we left behind
Victory! For the sake of those who fought and died
Victory! For our freedom 'till the end of time
Victory! You'll soon hear our battle cry
All hail new glory!

THE BOYS

We're from the city, from the streets
Our mates always seem to meet
No one seems to care
Wear our boots and crop our hair
We don't wear Martens just for kicks
Don't wear braces to get chicks
Don't cut our hair to make us look bad
Won't be caught up in nobody's fad
OH NO WE WON'T!

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We're the boys, YDL
We're the boys, YDL
We're the boys, YDL
We're the boys, YDL
Skinheads!

We're from the city, from the streets
Our mates always seem to meet
No one seems to care
Wear our boots and crop our hair
We don't wear Martens just for kicks
Don't wear braces to get chicks
Don't cut our hair to make us look bad
Won't be caught up in nobody's fad

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We're the boys, YDL
We're the boys, YDL
We're the boys, YDL
We're the boys, YDL
Skinheads!

VOICE OF BROOKLYN

Walking 'round the streets
Hand in hand with fear
No one can tell what is 'round the bend
Don't side with the other side
Cause if you do we'll find you
Wanna know exactly if you classify us friends

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Cause this is the voice, the voice of Brooklyn
And you better believe it
The voice, the voice of Brooklyn
Come on and fly the flag now!

It's a time when people
Cannot walk the streets alone
Fought for this nation, is this what they get back?
Risked their lives for Brooklyn
Now Brooklyn belongs to crack dealers
Bout time the Brooklyn skinheads
Took their Brooklyn back!

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Cause this is the voice, the voice of Brooklyn
And you better believe it
The voice, the voice of Brooklyn
Come on and fly the flag now!

Now have a go at the TV and the papers
All the media anarchists that like to keep us quiet
They've tried to bleed our country,
They're the leeches of the nation
We won't give up quietly
We're going to stand and fight!

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Cause this is the voice, the voice of Brooklyn
And you better believe it
The voice, the voice of Brooklyn
Come on and fly the flag now!

BLUE PRIDE

Here they come walking down the street
Steel capped boots and their feet
Scars and blisters on their hands
The forgotten heroes of this land

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We're the working class of the U.S.A.
And it's about time that we had our say
Working man's disappearing without a sound
We're not gonna let our forefathers down

The sweat is real and their lives are hard
But they never give up they must move onwards
Blue collar workers of yesterday
We must carry on the fight thru today

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We're the working class of the U.S.A.
And it's about time that we had our say
Working man's disappearing without a sound
We're not gonna let our forefathers down

My grandfather died trying to support his family
Working hard all day in a rubber factory
In his name and on his grave
I have great pride when I say

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We're the working class of the U.S.A.
And it's about time that we had our say
Working man's disappearing without a sound
We're not gonna let our forefathers down