We don't need no law and order
What happened to the
Our ripped up clothes is pain
The holes in my shoes
You put your army on the street
But I can't see
oi oi oi!
we are the fuckin' punx the the fuckin'
Fucking preachers at your school
they all know what's right for
Cornered in the alleyway,back street kids live for today
We're kinda
Call it pogo, call it chaos punk
Call it crust, call
The crew is out tonight
Scarred for life, what a sight
A
Getting putdown by everyone, we are on our own
You can
You want to join the Army, 'cause you need fucking
Dont let them fuckin kick you down
Together we can
