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