"Fuck You" lyrics
"Fuck You"
I'm a working class kid from a shit neighborhood
I've found a common ground with the thugs and hoods
That crazy punk kids super down in the street
This skinhead have a big boot and he makes pay
To the dogs one stop upon your head
This is our sound that's what I said
We sing what we want
We do what we want
We live how we want
So everyone singing with us: "fuck you!"
Punks and skins and hooligans and thugs
Someone making records, someone selling drugs
I make my living playing in the clubs
Playing in filthy squats, playing in drunken pubs
I don't give a fuck, I never would
Never fucking sell out, I never could
We sing what we want
We do what we want
We live how we want
So everyone singing with us: "fuck you!"
We sing what we want - Fuck you!
We do what we want - Fuck you!
We live how we want - Fuck you!
So everyone singing with us: "fuck you!"
We sing what we want - OI!
We do what we want - OI!
We live how we want - OI!
So everyone singing with us: "fuck you!" - OI!
Thanks to Glennyboy for adding these lyrics.
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"B Sides And C Sides" (2024)
100 Years
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