Voice Of Glory
London sixty’s here we come
We are start for never gone
Dirty roots this clear fortune
Working hard for build the future
Walking streets in leather boots
Black and white this is my roots
Skinhead reggae sound the street
Boot boys stomping 60tys beat
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We are skins, here we are
We are Childs of the Ska
Scanking drinking all the night
That’s the way I feel allright
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We drink everything that burns
We have tattoos of the birds
Fuck police we going mad
Roots opression never end
Going roofless going Mad
This is eighty’s my rude friend
This is Oi! I know you like it
Punk’s and skins we are united!
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When you see me on the street
Name is skinhead law is hit
Ain't whant ask you squezy shit
Taste my boots they on my fit
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This is the voices to retell the story
That’s a words they full of glory
Oi! -Oi! -Oi! -Oi! -Oi!
Oi! -Oi! -Oi! -Oi! -Oi!
