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They Called him Sid

The story of a bloke called Sid the Rocker.

Focus hang with this punky band-chocker!

Loved that smack and boots and his biker jacket

The style was deadly fucked

Cut himself and bled

He played as a mad,

sometimes the audience gets smashed in the head

This sid bloke battle, you no shit

His style was vicious

They call him Sid

Story of the band, punk chocking a whole nation

Across the land, out of hand, got banned

Provocate, screaming in the radio station

Oh, God save the Queen,

Worst ever Heard and seen

One was sacked, Backed, and replaced by sids act

This Sid bloke battles, yo, no shit

His style was vicious

They call him Sid

Punk as a like a fuck he was

Vicious

Swinging the guitar really-

Vicous

Needles and pin and heroin –

Vicious

Did´t giva a damn no glam

Vicious

Junkie punky, but my hero

Vicious

Did his way, to the D-day

Vicious

Punk as a like a fuck he was

Vicious

Swinging the guitar really-

Vicous

Needles and pin and heroin –

Vicious

Never forget Sid

Vicious

The story of this lad ended up so sad

Blame the fame, went out of hand, into the wasteland

Need skills, with heroin and pills, cus Drug killing

God save the drug Queen,

Just do it again, to kill the pain

Let the dead spread in vain

The media loved the entertainment

This Sid bloke battle, you no shit

His style was vicious

They call him Sid

Looking sharp

Hi this is a story of a stolen culture, highjacked by hate and violence.

Thissong is a tribute to the birth of ska music, , The rhythm and the tunes originates from Jamaica.

Lets give , reggae, music and culture a revival. skinheads was born by the original tunes of Jamaica.

Yo, fuckin like a thief, like a fuckin steeling the style, in shadows of the fuckin night, yo

Yo were it all started, with lyrics, tunes from the original reggae music man.

I´m sorry, I confess, I was part of the theft.

Chorus: Sorry I act like a bonehead, but now I´m looking like a sharp skinhead.

Yo, old and aged, mainstream life, kids,wife- but still love the reggae music man

Yo, rockin in the street rockin in the club´s this is what ska talk and

singing about, ya

Yo, state the fate, stop the hate, turn up the music and make a trojan statement

Chorus: Sorry I act like a bonehead, but now I´m looking like a sharp skinhead.

Hey Mate

Wake up on the cross

Call me an outcast-

i don´t give a toss

Crucified skin

Call me an outcast-

born too loose or win

Wake up on the cross man

I´m a Crucified skin

Broken nose station

Broken nose broken dreams

No street Education in life you know what a mean

Aggro style in the bar, get life behind bars

Fight the system fight them, all and you wont go so far

Look at you strange, shaved head and Rage of a change

Put you in the cell the society way of hell

Look at you strange, shaved head, and Rage of a change

The Music way of life

Wearing the things of 69

Tatts with the trojan sign, you know what I mean

Way of the street, sound of the beat

Aggro sound, hang around with the skinhead gang

The society just put you on the cross to die...

Rock n´old Skinheads

Just outside ordinary Society

Who I am? Just guess! You will never know

Looking at me. Just say: He´s a bad man

Looking at me strange, yo never think I´m still a bad man?

Shaved head , trad tats and also rock n roll fan

Just outside ordinary Society

Chorus:

Hey do you remember - the old glory days ?

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Rock n´old skinhead –you and me

Soon past fifty, the years have fucking gone

Fifty…456

Still Rock n´old skinhead!!

I´m walking down the streets with my boots and still feels like i´m a outside

I play my records on my old billboards

Twist and shout and just knock out

PunkRock based on the chords and fucked up words.

Like Chuck Berry, Dylan and Lemmy, Motörhead.

And Johnny Rotten from Sex Pistols all shaved artists in Boots n´Braces

Just feel lika I´m outside ordinary Society….

Hey do you remember - the old glory days ?

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Rock n´old skinhead –you and me

Soon past fifty, the years have fucking gone

Fifty…456

Still Rock n´old skinhead!!

The rose is red and the violets are blue,

Cus ´I tell you a poem, honest and true

My voice, my choice

dont scare. I Don´t care

Seven thousand days, then the wrongful way, of my youth days.

I have got hundred broken noses, on my conscience

The rose is red, and the violets are blue,

Cus it´s pay back time it´s just live up to

My voice, my choice

I don´t scare, I don´t give a fuck and care

Just turn around, and hear the sound

Listen to the music and rock against the stupid fuxxers!

ROCK AGAINST THE STUPID FUCKERS

AGAINST RACIAL PREJUDICE

Undisputed, and respected,

and saluted.

SHARP - SHARP

The rose is red, violet's they are blue,

Identity poor and join a hate crew

Hate others by colours

It´s a confusion supremacy

It´s hate fill emptiness

Being a part of boneheads.

There still a little bit of punk inside who makes your anger

Thoose who past. Just went up there somewere.Tell him to fix this shit, down here, and start to care.

Please all Punks souls puke on him. Call him god?

Show your power or be like Trump -a fucking fraud!

Punks not dead we´re just older

Turn up the music -Punk punk

Life goes on and years pass, joined the middle class, yea!

But deep, deep inside, the anger just return.

The tones of rebel yell in this version of hell.

World just getting worse. Soon just call this place a fucking hell.

Fight injustice, and rotten systems. And Racial Prejudice-You can go and: Fuck off!!

Fight in tones, and stop this madness of abuse

There still a little bit of punk inside who makes your anger...

Punks not dead we´re just older

Turn up the music -Punk punk

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