Chaos - The 4-Skins

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 sight

Come back of the skinhead

Come back of the boot

People that we don’t beat up

We’re gonna fucking shoot

We are the new breed, we will have our say

We are the new breed, we ain’t gonna die

Trouble east London

Trouble in the street

On the street corners

Where the gang still meets

Talking about the weekend

What they’re gonna do?

If you ain’t careful

They are gonna do you!

Come back of the skinhead

Come back of the boot

People that we don’t beat up

We’re gonna fucking shoot

We are the new breed, we will have our say

We are the new breed, we ain’t gonna die

Chaos in the city

Civil war now

Skinheads taking over

Like skinheads know how

Skinhead with his boots on

Nobodys fool

Skinheads taking over

Chaos is the rule!

Chaos, chaos, chaos — dont give a toss

Chaos, chaos, chaos — dont give a toss!

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 sight

Come back of the skinhead

Come back of the boot

People that we don’t beat up

We’re gonna fucking shoot

We are the new breed, we will have our say

We are the new breed, we ain’t gonna die

Chaos, chaos, chaos — dont give a toss

Chaos, chaos, chaos — dont give a toss!