SKREWDRIVER
Skrewdriver
"Boots & Braces / Voice of Britain"
BACK WITH A BANG
Back with a bang now!
Do you remember in summer back in 1978?
When they reckoned that the skinheads' days were numbered
And the papers dripped with liquid hate
Being patriotic's not the fashion so they say
To fly your country's flag's a crime
Society tried its best to kill you
But the spirit lives until the end of time
(chorus)
Back with a bang, now!
Back with the gang, now!
Back with a bang, now!
Back with gang, now! 2 - 3 - 4!
Reckoned every skinhead was a bad man
Enough to make an honest man be sick
And they filled the papers with this rubbish every day
Never missed a dirty little trick, what did I say...
(chorus)
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(chorus)
And still today they keep on lying
Four years on and they still ain't learned
That the skinhead way of life is getting stronger every day
And we are never gonna turn
(chorus x2)
I DON'T LIKE YOU
BUILT UP, KNOCKED DOWN (1979)
The summer was coming, I was out in the fields
Well then I heard a guitar playing, loud and clear
I saw an old man, he sat by a tree
He said "Come and listen to me son now, come and listen to me."
He said "Hey boy, what does life mean to you? Well alright,"
"Does it mean got out, get drunk, and drown your blues?"
He said "If that's, what it means to you, well alright,"
He said "Well that's a wasted life and I got nothing more to say to
you."
Quit my job and baby, I went out, and I bought my first guitar
Then I started to learn a thing, 'stead of propping up some bar, what
happened?
Sent a tape, got our contract, made us all so glad
Then you started messing 'round with us, now life's just bad
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Are you trying to mess us up now, trying to make us quit?
If that's what your trying to do, well, you ain't achieving it
Built up, knocked down, knocked down to the ground
Built up, knocked down, knocked down to the ground
Built up, knocked down, knocked down to the ground
Built up, knocked down, knocked down to the ground.
A CASE OF PRIDE
You're wondering how you'll make it through the day
Pack your bag and then you'll get up on your way
(chorus)
Once you had the money baby, and you didn't have to steal
You're a case of pride and I know just how you feel
You can't go home 'cause they'll see that you have failed
Can't afford much food and you're looking pale
(chorus)
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Once you had so many true ambitions in your head
Now you sleep in a railway arch but you can't afford no bed
Once they told you about the things that they'd achieved
Made you feel so useless that you had to leave
(chorus) x3
BREAKOUT
TEARING DOWN THE WALL
(see lyrics from "Hail the News Dawn C.D.)
BOOTS AND BRACES
Trying to figure out just what to do
Wonder what the future holds for you
Being in a cult is part of growing up today
Drifting 'round the streets you're living your life your own way, in
your...
(chorus)
Boots and braces, shaven-headed hoards
Boots and braces, fighting 'cos you're bored
Boots and braces, you'll always get the blame
Boots and braces, we'll come in just the same
Wearing your Ben Sherman in the sun
Trying to figure out just who to run
Levi jeans, Doc Marten boots, and just hear the skinhead roar - Skinhead!
No one stands against us, 'cause we've beat 'em all before
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Try and get you banned from everywhere
'Cos you wear your boots and you cut your hair
They would rather see you in a dirty old Afghan
If you were a Left-wing hippie, you won't face no ban
(chorus)
ANTISOCIAL
I don't like papers and reading books
Gettin' bored now, thinkin' it sucks
I don't wanna listen to another word
I'm so bleedin' bored
I'm anti-social
An-ti-so-cial
An-ti-so-cial
I hate the world
I don't wanna go to work another day
I wanna be somebody
I don't wanna wear no dinner suit
I don't wanna family
(chorus)
I ain't gonna be no rich man's tool
I ain't gonna cut my hair
Gonna wear boots and a short-haired crop
Watch the train
(chorus)
Walking 'round the streets and wondering what to do
????????
I ain't got no money or a set of wheels
It's such a drag
Lookin' at the posers and their flashy cars
I'm just walkin' round
Their gonna ??????? have some kids
I ain't gonna settle down
(chorus)
SMASH THE I.R.A.
On the streets of Ulster, the battle rages on
British people fighting for their land
Fought in two world wars for us, fought and died for Britain
Gotta help them, support the Red Hand
(chorus)
Smash! Smash! The IRA!
Smash! Smash! The IRA!
Smash! Smash! The IRA!
Remember the victims of their bombs
Gotta change our policies and hang the IRA
Let the Army deal with them their way
Corrupt politicians and sniveling left-wing scum
Are quite content to let them get away
Come on Ulster!
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IRA supporters are marching on our streets
Are we gonna let them spread their lies?
Are we gonna let them march or are we gonna smash them?
Laughing while the British people die
Come on Ulster!
(chorus x2)
SICK SOCIETY (ALBERT MARINER R.I.P.)*
You risked your life for this country when you were young
Never questioned orders that they gave
'Cos the love of the Red White and Blue was in your heart
And I never thought I'd ever see the day, when I'd hear you say
(chorus)
Now look at a sick society, look back in time
Now look at a sick society, who commits the crime?
You did your time for King & Country overseas
Spent years to keep this nation free
Now you're not allowed to walk the British streets today
And you're fighting 'gainst a foe you cannot see, and I hear you say
(chorus)
When you wanna march in a democratic fashion
Through the streets of the country that you love
Then you're struck down by a mob of screaming monkeys
Raining with bricks from above, and I hear you say
(chorus)
middle eight:
We remember the things that you have done
Against all odds you would not run
We remember the life you gladly gave
Put an English Rose upon your grave
(chorus)
Now you have died, whilst fighting for your country
Fighting 'gainst an enemy that's within
Now I'll make a promise to your memory, Albert Mariner
We'll keep on fighting, until we win
Yeah, we'll never forget you
(chorus x2)
And what happened to the inquiry?
* Albert Mariner was a pensioner killed by anti-NF protesters in Tottenham.
The then Home Secretary promised a full inquiry into his death. It was
never held.
ON THE STREETS
Walking down the subway, at the weekend
After a good night out on the town
There's gangs over here, gangs over there, well there's gangs everywhere
You'd better watch out now, if your on your own
It's the day of the boys dressed in blue
You'd better watch out if one of them looks at you
(chorus)
On the streets, of our towns
On the streets, all around
On the streets, everywhere
On the streets, it makes you scared
Standing in a concert, having a good time
Paid your money out to see the show
In come the cops, looking for trouble 'cos your white men
Would you believe that this was Britain '84
It's the day of the boys dressed in blue
You'd better watch out if one of them looks at you
(chorus)
You never see politicians out there standing on the streets
They don't care if your kids are fed or got shoes upon their feet
They don't know what's happening, they don't see what's going on
If they did, they'd all be screaming "What the hell is going on?!"
(chorus)
People seem to think if it's in The Sun they've got to believe it
Try to tar everybody with the same brush
Remember, birds of a feather don't always flock together these days
So don't get carried away by the sight of us
(chorus)
INVASION
They came across the border in the middle of the night
It was much much worse in the cold daylight
There's hundreds of tanks and thousands of men
And helicopters buzzing right above your head
(chorus)
Oh no, it's an invasion, invasion
Oh no, it's an invasion, invasion
They're moving out of cities, they're moving out of towns
If you're caught resisting you're quickly mown down
Everybody's running, but they don't know where
So long as they escape, well they just don't care
(chorus)
You can't understand, why they murder your land
But you can't fight a tank with a stick
And you want to fight back, but the future is black
And the killing is making you sick
The tanks pass by, in a never ending line
Not a man or a woman is spared
And then you wonder why, no help does arrive
The world doesn't seem to care
You've formed a small resistance, you've got a few guns
You plan a small ambush, but you end up on the run
You're running through the foothills, but you'll never make your cave
You're just another rebel in an unmarked grave
(chorus)
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