Heavy boots and a pair of Lee's
   The outcasts of society
   There's nothing for you, nothing for me
   In the boredom of reality
   Deadend work, I'm serving my time
   Wasting away my time - oh yeah
  
   CHORUS
   They want us to be just like them
   But you know they'd rather see us dead
  
   Shaven heads, tattooed arms
   They say that we don't belong
   Fuck their views, fuck their laws
   Destroy, fucking destroy - oh yeah
  
   CHORUS
  
   Trouble by night, trouble by day
   There's got to be a better way
   They want us to be just like them
   But it's no crime being a skinhead