London Skinhead Crew

Years go passing by but we are still about

Against society and all that crap

This is not a fashion its a way of life

Getting older but we won't give up

Coz we got nothing else to do

London Skinhead Crew

Scars, tattoos, crombie coats, full of trouble

We grew up on dead end streets

Lack of teeth - full of dreams

Drinking beer and forever blowing bubbles

Football on Saturday, Camden Sunday night

And we're skint again but we don't care

Smell of 2 stroke every year at Isle of Wight

Skinhead Reggae beat and short cropped hair

We are the lost generation with not much left to lose

Wearing shiny brogues and tonic suits

All we want is a bit of thrill, fags and booze

And crazy skinhead girls in monkey boots