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(Rancid?... Jah love...)
Yeah!
Here's the new face of rock-n'-roll!
It's about fightin' toe to toe...
Hard times come,
Yeah the hard times go.
When I say, come one, come all.
Well all the hooligans and rude boys
know one thing for sure,
Scars been stricken on their face
Well all the hooligans and rude boys
know one thing for sure,
Scars been stricken on their face
One man's decision brings
another's opposition completely unbound.
Down on the flats where the seaside
meets my lonely youngtown
Well all the rudies and skins well
they're out on the streets making the way on the dole,
between the bottles and sex
they smash and they wreck for something to live
Well all the hooligans and rude boys
know one thing for sure,
scars been stricken on their face.
Well all the hooligans and rude boys
know one thing for sure,
scars been stricken on their face.
Sometimes you know there's no place to go,
But to a long life of crime.
Yeah but it's so wrong to steal,
Someone's very last meal to profit up a dime.
Your poe poes and greys well
they end up in jail gonna swing the cowboys
Well you took a bite outta the
apple of decision that got ya there boy.
Well all the hooligans and rude boys
know one thing for sure,
Scars been stricken on their face
Well all the hooligans and rude boys
know one thing for sure,
Scars been stricken on their face
Hooligans and rude boys,
I don't want no racial hatred
"Black and white, who are portrayed without bias
These are the people whose voice I want to be..."
I said the hooligans!
Rancid
rude boys!
Rancid
Hooligans!
Rancid
rude boys!
Rancid
Well all the hooligans and rude boys
know one thing for sure,
Scars been stricken on their face
Well all the hooligans and rude boys
know one thing for sure,
Ahhh ahhhh ahhhhhh...