Lyrics The 4-Skins

The 4-Skins

Jack the lad

He'll do just about anything to get that bit of glory

He'll go out with his lads to make that headline story

The normal man in the clubhave no nees to worry

He'll make his name oh so quick make it in a hurry

Jack Jack Jack the lad they say he's mean

they say he's bad, Jack Jack Jack the lad

Do a shop and make it bold better still rob the old

He'll go in and rob teh till and make sure they'll

never get The Bill

A petty their, always been, never miss a chance you see

Be so hard and very cool never realised that he's just a fool

He's the type to rob your nan of the local paper

Goes out drinking with the boys and brags about his caper

Doesn't realise that he's a clown

I bet he's just one poor man

Due to spend the rest of his life

Wasting in the can