Do you remember the days in 69?

Seeing all the skinheads standing in a line

Foaming at the mouth, Waiting for a fight

High boots, cropped hair, what a fuckin sight

Come back of the skinhead

come back of the boot

People that we don't beat up

We're gonna fucking shoot

We are the new breed, we will have our say

we are the new breed, we ain't gonna die

Trouble east London

Trouble in the street

On the street corners

Where the gang still meets

Talking about the weekend

What they're gonna do?

If you aint careful

They are gonna do you!

Chaos in the city

Civil war now

Skinheads taking over

Like skinheads know how

Skinhead with his boots on

Nobodys fool

Skinheads taking over

Chaos is the rule!

Chaos, chaos, chaos - dont give a toss!

Chaos, chaos, chaos - dont give a toss!

Wearing braces, the red, white, and blue

doing what he thinks he ought to do

Used to be a punk and a mod too

Or is it just a phase he's going through

He's a Clockwork skinhead, just a clockwork skinhead

Clockwork skinhead- got no choice

He's a Clockwork skinhead, just a clockwork skinhead

clockwork skinhead-One of the boys

Take him to the pub, buy him a beer

Tell him what he wants to hear

Wind him up like clockwork toy

wants to be a man but he's just a boy

Believes everything the papers say

What's he gonna be today

What i s it hip to be

Will he be himself or will he copy me?

I won't say sorry for what i've done

I won't say sorry for having fun

I won't take the blame

No i ain't gonna be ashame

Won't say sorry for what i've done

I don't say sorry to anyone

Shout it out Shout it out

I don't give a damn 'cos i'm proud of what i am

I don't give a damn 'cos i'm proud of what i am

I won't say sorry to you

If you think i will you know what you can do

I won't apologise

and i won't put up with any of you lies

I won't say sorry to you

You can stuff that up your asshole too

I won't say sorry for what i am

I won't say sorry for the manners i have

I won't say sorry at all

I won't say sorry 'cos it makes me feel small

I won't say sorry for the way i act

I won't say sorry and thats a fact

ose

Gonna punch you in the Nose

Stick my Marten in your crotch

Don't like you, you're too much

hangin around with my mates one night

WE got in a little fight

Geezer come with a knife in his fist

i got cut along with the wrist said

ACAB ACAB ACAB

All cops are bastards

Coppers come up & say what's the matter with you?

now they see what we can do

Next thing i knew i was in a cell

all my mates are in there as well

i had a court date to plead my case

they had delight at the look in my face

they said we're gonna put you away

i said all i had to say

From the cradle to the grave

The Oi Boy got to save

Show he's going to everyone

From his birth to his death

Got to prove that he's the best

Don't even mean it's got to me done

But he's yesterday's hero

Yesterday's hero in every way

Yesterday's hero

Yesterday's hero is forgotten today

Wants to try his hand at pop

Have a record at the top

All these records are lots of fun

Concerts city style

They all make you smile

Ain't it all a load of fun?

On telly every day

Copied in every way

Fans ask for an autograph

Some kind of superman

Photographs for a fan

Don't it all make yer laugh?

I like breaking arms and legs snapping spines and wringing necks now i'll knife you in the back Kick yourbones until they crack

Evil, evil, evil, evil

Jump up and down upon your head Kick you around 'til your dead Fill your body full of lead See the roads turn to red

I don't like trendy cunts who pose Gonna punch you in the Nose Stick my Marten in your crotch Don't like you, you're too much