Skinhead days in the sixties, punk in the seventies
Both movements forced by the media down on their knees
They thought they’d exterminated us, wiped us from the earth
But we are stronger now than ever, we have gone through a rebirth
We are streetpunks we won’t let them fool us
We are streetpunks we won’t let them rule us
We won’t take part in their game
We won’t accept to get the blame
Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! This is streetpunk
Without the bullshit, posers and junk
Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! It’s the way we live
This is not a protest, it’s an alternative
Big skinhead you are nobody’s friend
But you will stand proud until the end
Steelcapped boots and a shaven head
Flight jacket and braces every enemy’s dread
You are skinhead a man for all seasons
You will fight back not asking for reasons
You are a skinhead in to the bone
You are a skinhead- never walks alone
Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! This is streetpunk
Without the bullshit, posers and junk
Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! It’s the way we live
This is not a protest, it’s an alternative
Punk walks down the street with spiky hair
All the eyes turns but he doesn’t care
Waits for anybody to test their luck
He doesn’t care at all he doesn’t give a fuck
Bondage trousers, studs and leather
Are the gear in every weather
In the rain or when the sun shines bright
Oi punks, oi skins will unite
Oi punks oi skins will win the fight
Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! This is streetpunk
Without the bullshit, posers and junk
Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! It’s the way we live
This is not a protest, it’s an alternative