Romantic Violence -

I’m in love with you and you know it’s true

With your bleached white fringe

And doc marten shoes

I love my race and my country too

For these three things

There is nothing i won’t do

Romantic violence

When you cropped your hair

You were just fifteen

A shining new star on the skinhead scene

Crashing parties, nights at the bar

Trashing commies at shows just for fun

Together we will be until the end of time

And you can tell the whole world

That you are all mine

We’ll get a little place, and raise a family

In a proud white world — how grand it will be