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I hate your guts you cunt bitch whore
I wish that you would walk out the door
I've heard your stories and fed your lies
This thime there's no ali
I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm sick sick of you
Your skins a shell to save your soul
But fuckin' up is your main goal
A touch of dirt, a pice of class
A schoolboy's dream, a piece of ass
Now daddy's here to pay your debts
To dry your tears you cried and wept
Your bags are packed, you're leaving fast
Outta town to the unseen class
- Álbum:
- Killer Blanks
- Tanked & Pogoed
- Miscellaneous
- Oi!/Skampilation, Volume 2: Skalloween
- Oi!/Skampilation, Volume 1
- Tanked and Pogoed
- C.B.H.
- Boycott Radical Records
- What Were We Fighting For?
- One Big Happy Slam Pit
- We Will Fall: The Iggy Pop Tribute
- The Sound of Rebellion
- Cops Make Good Targets
- I Wanna Be a Punk
- Vitaminepillen 4
- Tollschock 3
- The Iggy Pop Tribute: We Will Fall
- Punked Up Love
- Sid & John of the Sex Pistols Are Outrageous and Outspoken!
- Oi!/SKAMPILATION Vol. #1