Letra de These Days

Saturday night out in the city Skinheads having fun with girls so pretty Shouting and rocking on the dance floor Until we get kicked out of the pub's door Chorus: That's how I wanna live my life Always stand on the edge of the knife As long as blood runs in my veins I'm so fucking proud of these days On our way to the next place We slashed up a few commie bastards face I see in the gutter a bleeding red Oh god how good it feels to be a skinhead In the next pub party's getting wild Skinheads on the table shouting hail hail Everbody's singing Mistreat's song The party continues all night long Sunday morning I feel so bad The worst hangover that I ever had I can't get myself out of bed But still it feels so good to be a skinhead