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The 4 Skins Otras Canciones

: Britains in trouble, countrys bled dry handicapped and eldery have all gotta die no one fights the system, fight with each other the combine is laughing

: I like breaking arms and legs snapping spines and wringing necks now i'll knife you in the back Kick your bones until they crack I'm Evil, evil, evil

: Hanging 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 A.C.A.B.,

: i dont wanna die in world war 3. i dont wanna take one for the team. i dont wanna hear that 4 minute warning. i just wanna have brekky when i get up

: Do you remember in 1969? Seeing all the skinheads standing in a line Foaming at the mouth, Waiting for a fight High boots, cropped hair, what a fuckin

: He'll do just about anything to get that bit of glory He'll go out with his lads to make that headline story The normal man in the clubhave no nees

: I come from south London I think I'm cool I wear a cheap crombie and that's about all I go down the pub with all the lads Their wearing their chains